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Rick Ross - I'm a G lyrics
[Gun Shots] [Voice] Beat Nova Cane [Lil Wayne - hook] Uh...I wear the gun like a gurtle bullet proof car got me feelin like a turtle shit...these niggas aint satisfied until they get murdered, u heard me? yeah n ima G u dont know a mutha fuckin thang bout me I tell u one mutha fuckin thang bout me bitch i got so much money on me uh.... [Rick Ross - verse 1] Im lookin thug in the Bently (whooo) I gotta few slugs dont temp me (ahh) Khaled put me up on the firmats( khaled) Ima million dollar nigga lets comfirm that (Ross) I rep carol city out in vegas (vegas) n the matchin huned thousand dollar braclet (whoo) mo' guns then da matrix (matrix) neo reload get ya face twist cartel cocaine by the cases (cases) cartel mo' cars then the races (races) A-K's on a lear jet (g-4) Rick Ross Ima Real threat [Lil Wayne - hook] Uh...I wear the gun like a gurtle bullet proof car got me feelin like a turtle shit...these niggas aint satisfied until they get murdered, u heard me? yeah n ima G u dont know a mutha fuckin thang bout me I tell u one mutha fuckin thang bout me bitch i got so much money on me uh.... [Brisco - verse 2] standin in da blue house choppa in my right hand stomache growlin bris gotta feed the fam i gotta meet a man the man wit dem kilograms he bouta get jammed by the opa locka goons i found a needle in da hay stack (hay stack) put boy in to flood the streets n got my weight back now im known around dade as the young don aint no bitch made pussy's where i come from (nah) aint no dick aint stoppin shit 8 pound on da pinky bird fat on the wrist (on the wrist) so far so hood when da rounds hit his ass it aint look so good (so good) now he leavin in a black bag he a roach the bris be da black flag n dont leave ya dope round me straight guttah 4real ask ya homie bout me, i'm a G [Lil Wayne - hook] Uh...I wear the gun like a gurtle bullet proof car got me feelin like a turtle shit...these niggas aint satisfied until they get murdered, u heard me? yeah n ima G u dont know a mutha fuckin thang bout me I tell u one mutha fuckin thang bout me bitch i got so much money on me uh.... [Lil Wayne - verse 3] fat paper bag brown paper bag rubberband green paper cash (yep) fuck wit em get the laser tag yall niggas betta wave a flag, it is ova i walk wit a hand gun ride wit more froom it must been a coop or sumthin since i love her ima put some candy on that hoe i go topless no panties on that hoe (see) yall niggas think its sweet sweet tooth niggas get shot in the teeth like that boi i got guns where guns aint suppose to be u need to get a full dose of me (im crack) yeah... [Lil Wayne - hook] Uh...I wear the gun like a gurtle bullet proof car got me feelin like a turtle shit...these niggas aint satisfied until they get murdered, u heard me? yeah n ima G u dont know a mutha fuckin thang bout me I tell u one mutha fuckin thang bout me bitch i got so much money on me uh.... [Rick Ross - verse 4] Niggas low im millatant (whoo) know who u dealin wit (whoo) fuck ya pretty whip u niggas aint killn shit every bird i whip fuckin every bird im wit im ya makeveli sucka where dat murda hit yall niggas aint trill (trill) yall niggas know the deal (deal) yall niggas wanna deal (deal) what u talkin is erelevent (relevent) shit a leave a whole in a elephant (boom) so if i got it them im sellin it (sellin it) need cheese cake like frederick (whoo) u hear the rederick prick u not a predakit rick in a 7 6 six shot metal kit (Ross) [Lil Wayne - hook] Uh...I wear the gun like a gurtle bullet proof car got me feelin like a turtle shit...these niggas aint satisfied until they get murdered, u heard me? yeah n ima G u dont know a mutha fuckin thang bout me I tell u one mutha fuckin thang bout me bitch i got so much money on me uh.... (Ross Ross) |
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