I'm a G (feat. Bun B & Young Dro)

歌詞

Is that right? (Block, E-N-T hoe) Hustlenomics A G is what a G does nigga My momma told me that (E-N-T hoe) Dro, Bun B, Yung Joc (Block) Let's go I'm the seventh letter of the alphabet (I'm a G) And in my pocket it ain't ever nuttin less (Than a G) And if your bitch fucked me she fucked the rest (She'll G) 'Cause I'ma (A-B-C-D-E-F-G) You can catch me in the A, check my DNA What can I say? I'm a G one hundred percent all the way The block on lock just like the chain gang The Gustlenomics piece back and forth when the chain swang I'm blowin' granddaddy just so I can maintain I'm a G and I'll tell your bitch the same thang Middle finger to ya pussies, nigga no shame '77 Chevelle, same color cocaine In ninety-two Ball and 'G were playin' in the deck Out with the younguns nigga, get money and respect You and that name droppin' get you and your man's wet Nigga, I'm a G, now who the fuck you think you playin' with? I'm the seventh letter of the alphabet (I'm a G) And in my pocket it ain't ever nuttin less (Than a G) And if your bitch fucked me she fucked the rest (She'll G) 'Cause I'ma (A-B-C-D-E-F-G) I'm the seventh letter of the alphabet (I'm a G) And in my pocket it ain't ever nuttin less (Than a G) And if your bitch fucked me she fucked the rest (She'll G) 'Cause I'ma (A-B-C-D-E-F-G) This your boy Young Dro right here You know I'm a G, ay, look Pull up on the scene, bitch, I'm cleaner than chlorine Block star comin', I'm proud of sellin' codeine Shoot a nigga ER from off the street, no beam Work for my cousin down in Florida named Doreen All I want is some mo' cream, my wrist on Jack Frost Tell 'em again they see it man, my wrist on Jack Frost I ain't gotta say how much the motherfuckin' Vette cost Thirty inches touchin' on the escalate, 'llac cost Bitch I'm from the projects you can miss me with that rap talk Catch me up on Section Road, tearin' up the asphalt Took a lot if cash and bought, jewelery, 'scuse me Eights on the dump make it hard to turn steering Swingin' on them niggas swear I gotta feel some fury Trappin' at the hotel you can catch me at the jewellery A general and surely, man, I'm sittin' pearly I got this shit locked, tell momma don't worry I'm the seventh letter of the alphabet (I'm a G) And in my pocket it ain't ever nuttin less (Than a G) And if your bitch fucked me she fucked the rest (She'll G) 'Cause I'ma (A-B-C-D-E-F-G) I'm the seventh letter of the alphabet (I'm a G) And in my pocket it ain't ever nuttin less (Than a G) And if your bitch fucked me she fucked the rest (She'll G) 'Cause I'ma (A-B-C-D-E-F-G) You see me hop out of a oh-eight, somethin' on 24's Rockin' the newest earrings, some next seasons clothes I guess that's the reason hoes stop drop tuck and roll Like an inferno, they turn over and suck the pole I'm so fuckin' cold I give a polar bear frostbite You see my jewellery and you know what it cost right? You see my toolery it's bigger than your arm so No tomfoolery and you won't see the bomb blow Need a bomb hoe, Yung Joc got the work I need some bomb 'dro, 'Best Thang Smokin'' got the purp' Let me hear them on the church, and orchestrate a rendezvous We meet some boppers, bottles And don't forget the Bombay too Who you know who's keepin' it trilla Just name any thug, gangster, soldier or gorilla I snatch him up by his shoulders and strip off his stripes 'Cause when you trill you don't trip off the height That ain't my type I'm the seventh letter of the alphabet (I'm a G) And in my pocket it ain't ever nuttin less (Than a G) And if your bitch fucked me she fucked the rest (She'll G) 'Cause I'ma (A-B-C-D-E-F-G) I'm the seventh letter of the alphabet (I'm a G) And in my pocket it ain't ever nuttin less (Than a G) And if your bitch fucked me she fucked the rest (She'll G) 'Cause I'ma (A-B-C-D-E-F-G)