Текст песни Yung Joc - I'm a G
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Текст песни Yung Joc - I'm a G
[INTRO (Yung Joc)]Is that right?BlockHustlenomic$BNT ho!A G is what a G does bay, my momma told me datBNT ho!Dro, Bun-B, Yung Joc..let's go( )[Chorus]I'm the seventh letter of the alphabet (I'm a G)And in my pocket there ain't ever nothin lessAnd if your bitch f**k me she f**ked the restCuz I'm a A B C D E F G[Verse 1: Yung Joc]You can catch me in the ACheck my DNAWhat can I say? I'm a G 100% all da wayThe block on lock, jet like the chain gangThe hustlenomic$ piece back and forth when the chain swangI'm blowin' grandaddy just so I can maintainI'm a G and I'll tell ya bitch da same thangMiddle finga to ya pussies, nigga no shame'77 Chevelle, same color cocaineAnd I a true balla n G playin in da deckOut with the young'ns nigga, get money and respectYou in that name droppin' get u and yo mans wetNigga I'm a G now who the f**k u think u playin wit?[Chorus x2]I'm the seventh letter of the alphabet (I'm a G)And in my pocket there ain't ever nothin lessAnd if your bitch f**k me she f**ked the restCuz I'm a A B C D E F G[Verse 2: Young Dro]Aiyyo, pull up on the sceneBitch I'm cleaner than chlorineBlockstar comin' I'm proud of sellin' ??Shootin' nigga yeah I'm from north streets no beanWork for some of my cousins down in Florida and they ain't boringAll I want is some more cream, my wrist on jack frostTellin' me when they see me, my wrist on jack frostI ain't gotta say how much the motha f**kin bet cost30" stretchas on the Escalade ??Bitch I'm from the projects you can't miss me wit dat rep talkCatch me up on 6th road tearin' up da asphaultTook alota cash and walkedJury, scurred meEights on da ?? make it hard to steeringSwingin' on dem niggas, swear I gotta feel some furyTrappin at da hotel, you can catch me at the jewleryA general and surely man I seem pearlyI got this shit locked, tell mom don't worry[Chorus x2]I'm the seventh letter of the alphabet (I'm a G)And in my pocket there ain't ever nothin lessAnd if your bitch f**k me she f**ked the restCuz I'm a A B C D E F G[Verse 3: Bun-B]You see me hop out of a '08 somethin' on 24'sRockin' in newest da newest earrings, next seasons clothesI guess that's the reason ho's stop drop tuck and rollLike an inferno they turn over and suck a poleI'm so f**kin' cold I give a polar bear frost biteYou see my jewelry, you know what it cost right?You see my jewelry, it's bigger than your arm soNo tryin' foolery and you won't see the palm blowMe da bomb ho, yung joc got da work, I need some hydro smoke and dro got da purpLet me hear dem on da church and orchestra ronde vuWe meet some boppas, bottles, and don't forget the bumpin tooYeah, you know who's keepin it trillaJust name any thug, gangsta, soul-ja, or guerillaI'll snatch him up by his shouldas and strip off his stripsCuz when you trill you don't trip off da height, that ain't my type[Chorus x3]I'm the seventh letter of the alphabet (I'm a G)And in my pocket there ain't ever nothin lessAnd if your bitch fuck me she f**ked the restCuz I'm a A B C D E F G