hustler halacious grind Man, I hold my city down like I anchor eyim I'm a "G", nigga you don't know about me I'm a "G", nigga you don't know about me I'm a "G
's i cant decide i got the mind of the hustler halacious grind man i hold my city down like i anchor eyin. Im a G, Nigga you dont know about me. Im a G
ar's i cant decide i got the mind of the hustler halacious grind man i hold my city down like i anchor eyin. Im a G, Nigga you dont know about me. Im a G
I'm comin' to get ya You try to frame me without the picture Shit, I'm obligated, to be a Juvenile for life It don't change robbin' shit in this game
I'm real right So you know I be raggin Catch me flamed up Hoppin' out that G-wagon With the homies on bloody ave G-mackin' B stackin I'm stackin bridge
my mom stayin' [Chorus] [Bun B] From South I 95, 85, 65 right at the I 10, get your money widened I got the Columbian, and I'm gonna hold 'em down
how I go wild. Now you playin' with a fully-grown man, with a fully-blown plan, with a fully-loaded clip. I'm a go up in your shit. I don't play with
a winner You know I got the yams like a thanksgiving dinner I'm trappin on ham like a thanksgiving dinner And bringin a drummer like I'm mr. thansgiving
A. & Bun B) [Verse 1: Young Jeezy] Now I ain't really got time for the he say, she say yellin ova tracks like a motherfuckin DJ Dey beggin for attention I'm
and I'm a really let a muthafucka feel it, when I do it, how I do it, what I do If a nigga really wanna test (come and test), you can bet that I'm a
: (with Bun B) [Bun B - Verse 1] Now when it come to making money I'm a printing press When it come to being Trill I'm a litmus test I run it like a
: (feat. Bun B, E-40, Devin the Dude) Kush is my cologne, gone on that stupid strong Kush is my cologne, Ku-Kush is my cologne [BUN B] Got a swisher
Black tee, O.G., nigga don't approach me Bubble gum wappin ass niggaz can't smoke me [Verse 2: Bun B] It's Bun B in his black tee & G in his black
RI-I-I-I-I-IDE.. check em out now RI-I-I-I-I-IDE, yeah And let's RI-I-I-I-I-IDE.. check em out now RI-I-I-I-I-IDE, yeah Chorus One: Jay-Z We doin..
home. And man I'm, I'm just in Chicago, I'm trying to do my thing. You know, I got groups. I got acts I'm trying to get on, and like there wasn't nothin
bitch, I'm a country star I got a country mansion and a country car I got a country bitch, I made a country son I got some country nuts, I Keep a country
I 'will' keep a 'smith', just like Jada Pinkett Baby, without blinking, I do it my way I shit on folks, the opposite of R. K. I'm rude, pardon me, I'm
my cruising altitude Take a look at what I did but can you imagine what I'm about to do The places I'm bout to go and the money I'm bout to see Gave bill
