No good I can feel it through my sixth sense What's this wanna suck my existence But still I believe in U and Me Quite frankly that's how it's supposed
street dreams are made of nigga Hate me now Do it now nigga I'm burnin' like them blue flames nigga They call me G-H-E-T-T-O- Ghetto Lets do this right
point-blank, a motherfucker's sure to die That's my word, nigga even try to bogart have his mother singing "It's so hard..." Yes Love, love your
you goin feel like you done find your way to mars The paper punctuated, yeah that's the new philosophy A G I gotta be on top of that like an apostrophe
five Two point-blank, a motherfucker's sure to die That's my word, nigga even try to bogart have his mother singing "It's so hard..." Yes, love
old gwop We did drunk in the Rover, dunk Leave you in your driveway slumped Fight, lose security to ER and we are THe R-U-L to the E-R (S) It's Montana
my DNA in it Next day it's the GT, stunt off of G.P. Fist full of stones, fingers glowin like E.T. Fake O.G., O.G. Bobby Jones Do your son like J-Rock
the truck If you wanna ride with us, let me see ya throw your side up [E.S.G.:] Ride with us or come roll with me, E.S.G. and my dog Bun B And the C-
Freestyle King is in the god damn game And it's going down, E.S.G. and Po-Yo Tyte Eyez what's up, let's make 'em ride out ha [Big Pokey] On tracks I
love it when she touch my fir And I'm so smooth I know it hurts At the bar with the g's not the jerks With the t's jeans and my crease With the thousands
when I dip And we be riding sliding, doing what we do Northside Southside, we got love for you [E.S.G.:] Now hol' up hol' up, E.S.G. hit the do' Say
Keke First three, who it be, L-i-l K-e That's me, I'm a g, from the southside of the T You and me, baby, let's get a room for the hour Get high as a
stones heavy on the scales themselves, X-L strait G's, moneys and properties black F-G 15's, weightin trees and OC's We old g's always O.T.-in on a low
that hoe She blessed the God well though Word Up son you know what Im sayin YOu know how that go though Caligula style young love model actress Superstar
Kadeem In a whole different world It's the girls the cars niggas lose themselves Forgettin who they are When they try to be that superstar They don't understand It's
you feelin me fam? You see, everywhere I go it's like Amsterdam We blow the smoke in the air now you smellin my strain It's the O.G. bush just clouded