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the best. Gotta punch the crunch, cold munch the munch. Not Grady or the lady from the Brady Bunch. Got Gs and Lees, like Ds and Ts. Charge Bs for freeze, or Ds with ease. No dope to cope, just
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stackin our chips,. The money clips don't fit, now is it the way we dip on,. These and those, mo gs and hoes, I assumes on a mission, (on a mission). Conditions ain't the same got the average nigga
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the best. Gotta punch the crunch, cold munch the munch. Not Grady or the lady from the Brady Bunch. Got Gs and Lees, like Ds and Ts. Charge Bs for freeze, or Ds with ease. No dope to cope, just
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). GS9, I go so hard (Hard). But GS for my gun squad (That's for my gun squad). And, bitch, if it's a problem, we gon' gun-brawl (Blow, nigga). Shots popping out the AR (B-B-B-Blow, nigga). I'm with
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. Fake Gs wear bandanas for protecting their necks. Cause they know my clan is coming and we keep them in check. I see they're mad, cause we hustle with a pen and a pad. I got my scars still bleeding from
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would be bookin' from me. Shook when ya see Nelly rollin' in the GS-3. Hangin' out the sunroof like "bing, bing, bing". Back the car up, pop the trunk now. Can ya hold ya breath cause I'mma flood this
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the new Rolls Royce be. Baby, give me the ki's, give me the weed. Give me the Gs, give me the Mack-10. Let me see happening, to me, these niggas lagging What's up, Boss B. ?. You ever got beef with
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war but you don't want that. I blew the timbs out and blow the gs wit the rims out. I air your bens out baby moms and her friend's out. I knock a lens out, I bring the boys and the mens out. I leave
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overseas at about a hundred Gs for sure. Don't test me boy 'cause I rap with the best. Fo'sho three oh five to the death of me. Cremate my body let the ocean have what's left of me. But for now forget about
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overseas at about a hundred Gs for sure. Don't test me boy 'cause I rap with the best. Fo'sho three oh five to the death of me. Cremate my body let the ocean have what's left of me. But for now forget about
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dealing with a fuckboy. Money talks and this bag make too much noise. When the lame * start, it's where you lose me. It's I with the two Gs, bitch, I'm Gucci!. So pick it up before this foreign switch
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overseas at about a hundred Gs for sure. Don't test me boy 'cause I rap with the best. Fo'sho three oh five to the death of me. Cremate my body let the ocean have what's left of me. But for now forget about
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overseas at about a hundred Gs for sure. Don't test me boy 'cause I rap with the best. Fo'sho three oh five to the death of me. Cremate my body let the ocean have what's left of me. But for now forget about
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overseas at about a hundred Gs for sure. Don't test me boy 'cause I rap with the best. Fo'sho three oh five to the death of me. Cremate my body let the ocean have what's left of me. But for now forget about
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ever see (that) same ol' G I used to be the main one clubbing. But now I choose to stay at home. Most of my friends still thugging. This time the Gs full grown. I'm thinking 'bout my future lately
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overseas at about a hundred Gs for sure. Don't test me boy 'cause I rap with the best. Fo'sho three oh five to the death of me. Cremate my body let the ocean have what's left of me. But for now forget about
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overseas at about a hundred Gs for sure. Don't test me boy 'cause I rap with the best. Fo'sho three oh five to the death of me. Cremate my body let the ocean have what's left of me. But for now forget about
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overseas at about a hundred Gs for sure. Don't test me boy 'cause I rap with the best. Fo'sho three oh five to the death of me. Cremate my body let the ocean have what's left of me. But for now forget about
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coolest and tryna be the rollest. lying for the cameras, before I even noticed. internet Gs, bought this. im super dooper cool I am never on a hype. im super dooper fly, all they know is nike. I come
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video me?. You know them Gs, they be hollerin', 'specially them hot ones. Brooklyn, Atlanta, Houston, to New Orleans. When they see me, they be like "Yo B, let me call you". You breakin' my focus, boy
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up. Cookin' up boulders, got a crew fulla soldiers Claimin' B's, claimin' C's, everybody Gs. Went from laces to Deez, from mo' C's to Ki's. What you need guaranteed to whip and leave ya trippin
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kickin' in doors. For my deen niggas, your flow cheap as limousine liquor. I'm no fake rap CD listener Sit back and roll a mean swisher. For my Gs, tell these clowns make room for the king, nigga
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looking like She be rocking them D&Gs. Her jeans be riding low. Homies breaking their neck. Just to see her body go dum dum Shortie put it on me like a pro. They say she got my head gone. She got my
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the best. Gotta punch the crunch, cold munch the munch. Not Grady or the lady from the Brady Bunch. Got Gs and Lees, like Ds and Ts. Charge Bs for freeze, or Ds with ease. No dope to cope, just
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the best. Gotta punch the crunch, cold munch the munch. Not Grady or the lady from the Brady Bunch. Got Gs and Lees, like Ds and Ts. Charge Bs for freeze, or Ds with ease. No dope to cope, just
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. 20, 40, 80 out the trap, hit it with the rap. Put it on the map, then we right back (back, back, back). Call me when you wanna get hi-i-i-igh. Tony Montana with the racks. Ivy P on my bag, double Gs on
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broads want stars. Big dicks down in the drows. Seven days a week seven brand new cars. Yeah I done it parkin' gs 300. Check us and front it the Navigator. Garage with the elevator. You not a hata