Making all my enemies bleed while my G's wealthy Hoping they bury me with ammunitions, weed, and shells Just in case they trip in heaven, ain't no G's
(Bagg up) Bounce, bounce, bounce then (Bagg up) [repeat 2] Straight playa baby 2 rides outside wit that old G-glide I'm high but it's all gravy. Snake
won't settle for nothing less than the air that I breathe I-I-I know it's a struggle, but who the hell g'on do it for me Who the hell g'on do it free
what you got til I got it, g-got it, g-got it. [Chorus:] What do I do with a boy, with a boy like you. Got me lost, got me hooked. Now Im so confused. Was this apart
3D box clever, watch your sister come together crazy weather at the end of my tether Daddy G massive in the area, murderer attack are in the area, murderer 3
second chances When it all goes down when they put me in my grave **** em all cross my tombstome and bury me with my gage g [Chorus] [Verse: Layzie
chain low Calio the same coat Dirty G,Porch Boy Rest In Peace I wont let them bustas bury me mane,ima beast Drinkin 1 and 1's,2 and 3's,and let my mind
3D Box clever, watch your sister come together Crazy weather at the end of my tether Daddy G Massive in the area, murderer Attack are in the area, murderer 3
been beggin' So I had to go back to the basics (INE) [Verse 1:] This the end coat of my life The N trigga of my world Ridgecrest apartments movin' that
at us like animals I'm gettin frisked by the cops They only tryin to get props, for blowin off a black man's top Up in apartment 3G, this sweetie named
go where the fuck I want I'm up in heaven evil U ain't gotta tell me I know I spit bars sick e-mail, anthrax, flows kick arsenic G-up genie and throw
I'm original? You can't do the material When I sit back and watch you act big Spend your budget on your video I'm in one of my 3 luxury apartments eating
it's E-B-K Where niggaz load they straps cause the rival's on the way Locc to da brain... [Verse 2: Big Dan] Now try to peep this watt G straight
and a chrome .45 and I know That all of my murderers Heard of this gangsta crackin necks Runnin all night with a jet black 9 In a g-ride killin up
's e-b-k Where niggaz load they straps cause the rival's on the way Locc to da brain... Verse two: big dan Now try to peep this watt g straight low
'm too quick, I think I'll pass Dollars, if I don't fold em, I roll em like a bolo Other steppin to brothers cause he be God? Oh no G-o-d, I be not he
hoe, blunts up in my polo [chorus] [3rd verse-yella] Stop playin' with me, stop playin' with me bitch, stop playin' with me I'm like the b.g.'z I'
knowatimsayn'? Yeah! [Eightball:] It takes a nigga that's hard from the start, you gotta have heart, To meet a bitch, mack her then rip her apart. It
