Lyrics

I don't want anybody to get the Wrong I d about me I don't have nothing to hide I want the world to see I'm eh gangsta Gang gang nigga G walk My gangsta bitches slide bitch slide Devil tryin steal me God know the real me I ain't gone apologize 4 feelin how I'm feelin I den hiked it out eh bitch Den hussled out of buildins I den broken down eh nine Didn't even think to sell eh zip Quarters half and bips Single wraps in my lips You can't define my grit The definition of the shit Didn't have eh pot to piss in Window to throw it out eh I was swimming through the Drought When eh nigga couldn't get no Powda Now eh nigga own & poppin Ya faces is looking sour Patch dat shit up Cause I got eh delivery in eh hour Adore my bitch so om eh Christian Dior her Embellish da pussy So om eh keep da kick in order Bitch you fuccin wit it I don't do da kinda sorta It was all eh dream Manifested in a quarta Triple beam balance beam to the Digital scale Now its designer drugz fentis in the Package to mail I don't want anybody to get the Wrong I d about me I don't have nothing to hide I want the world to see I'm eh gangsta Gang gang nigga G walk My gangsta bitches slide bitch slide Where the real deal gangstas Where the heavys at Om eh black flag flicka in eh Mariners cap Certified high steppa stiff arm eh Bitch Keep eh blicky Don't gotta reach far for it Call eh nigga bayattle bridge & it's on Eh basis Big Dant eh tell ya I get it up & out Da pavement He eh crest nigga know dey going Apey baby LA goonys fuccin wit me goin brazy Crazy Om eh get this chalupa & get it Bangin gangsta Bout my growth & develope but Bangin not a stranga Proper preparation prevent eh nigga From poor performance On my 6 da frontline I'm movin forward Now I gotta couple lil homies dat eh Move you for it Cause ill get u hit up I don't wanna Sit up Lil homies make you lift up Nobody believe in me I had to hustle Always had to put my last dime on My grind Nobody believe in me I had to hustle Always had to put my last dime on My grind I don't want anybody to get the Wrong I d about me I don't have nothin to hide I want the world to see I'm eh gangsta Gang gang nigga G walk My gangsta bitches slide bitch slide They got to shoot They got to shoot shoot shoot shoot shoot shoot shoot All my lil homies Ohh I want to see you come up like me Why why Why why why I want to see you come up like me Why why why why why why I want to I want to sew you come up like me Why why why
Writer(s): Jerry Long Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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