On G's (feat. Young Roddy & Trademark)

歌詞

Hey, hey Hey, hey Hey Hey, hey on G's Niggas ain't fuckin' with my team at all Fall back, dawg If it ain't about no loot we can't get at y'all Hey, hey, hey on G's Niggas ain't fuckin' with my team at all Fall back, dawg If it ain't about no cheese I can't get at y'all At ease as I move with my jet set feelin' the breeze I'm in yo' ear like a death threat Got you wonderin' if I played my best hand yet You ain't seen nothin' I'm in yo' house like plumbin', in and out of yo' woman And I'm up gettin' high 'cause my crew up and comin' Different chapters of my establishment Posted up where it's cold, refrigerator magnets Then it's back to the N-O, lab life, stackin' rapper chips Rhyme a few bars to buy my homies some cars Then I say a few poems and buy my moms a new home Spitta kush king, bong next to my throne Scribble in my notepad 'bout my city's wrongs And I try to make it right through these songs It's niggas tryin' to make it through the night Let alone make a million Get it on, my nigga and show off when you get it Hey, hey, hey on G's Niggas ain't fuckin' with my team at all Fall back, dawg If it ain't about no loot we can't get at y'all Hey, hey, hey on G's Niggas ain't fuckin' with my team at all Fall back, dawg If it ain't about no cheese I can't get at y'all And on the set, shit get live, it's all action But where I'm from shit get real, it's no actin' In the 12th grade with 20 grand in my khakis Life under the scope, them bitches keep lookin' at me But picture livin' where these niggas don't fear a thing This wicked world got a nigga numb, free from pain And all that dirt I did I still remain without a stain So I twist it, smoke it by myself, clear my brain Them sober nights drove a nigga damn near insane I saw it all but never will I tell a thing Can't think of one thing to lose And about a million things to gain So I charge this to the game But soon as I got my change they say I changed, man They told me state my name, I'm Rodney from the planes, man These unfamiliar faces lookin' at me strange, man But I'm no lame, these niggas know what I claim I keep it trill to the jet, I put that shit there on the Jets and Hey, hey, hey on G's Niggas ain't fuckin' with my team at all Fall back, dawg If it ain't about no loot we can't get at y'all Hey, hey, hey on G's Niggas ain't fuckin' with my team at all Fall back, dawg If it ain't about no cheese I can't get at y'all Through the lights, cameras and flashes, bong snappin' and action I'm focused on this paper, money transactions Is what I'm after, player Was taught as a youngin' to move smart and get my weight up Federal Reserve papers by the layers and weed by the acres Bitches by the dozen, just watch me come up from nothin', hater Greater things await for those who remain patient Yeah, that's real talk, matter 'fact, a true statement But still I grind 'cause in the end I want more than Nathan Smokin' kush, tryin' to ease them thoughts with vapors But my mind stuck on gettin' big faces Racin' toward the guap, these niggas still chasin' Runnin' in place, tryin' to catch up with their replacements Made it to the majors, live from the basement Straight to the rooftop with spacious livin' spaces With cases of the Clicquot, trees in different flavors Runnin' the game the OGs gave us Hey, hey, hey on G's Niggas ain't fuckin' with my team at all Fall back, dawg If it ain't about no loot we can't get at y'all Hey, hey, hey on G's Niggas ain't fuckin' with my team at all Fall back, dawg If it ain't about no loot we can't get at y'all Hey