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Im A G - текст песни



I'm A G


Uh...I wear the gun like a gurtle


bullet proof guard got me feelin like a turtle


shit...these niggas aint satisfied until they get murdered u heard me


yeah n ima G u dont know a mutha fuckin thang bout me


I tell u one mutha fuckin thang bout me bitch i got so much money on me uh....








Im lookin thug in the Bently (whooo)


I gotta few slugs dont temp me (ahh)


Khaled put me up on the firm mats (khaled)


Ima million dollar nigga lets comfirm that (Ross)


I rep carrot city out in vegas (vegas)


n the matchin huned thousand dollar braclet (whoo)


mo' guns then da matrix (matrix)


neo reload get ya face twist


cartel cocaine by the cases (cases)


cartel mo' cars then the races (races)


A-K's on a lear jet (g-4)


Rick Ross Ima Real threat








Uh...I wear the gun like a gurtle


bullet proof guard got me feelin like a turtle


shit...these niggas aint satisfied until they get murdered u heard me


yeah n ima G u dont know a mutha fuckin thang bout me


I tell u one mutha fuckin thang bout me bitch i got so much money on me uh....








standin in da blue house choppa in my right hand


stomache growlin bris gotta feed the fam


i gotta meet a man the man wit dem kilograms


he bouta get jammed by the open locker goons


i found a needle in da hay stack (hay stack)


put boy in to flood the streets n got my weight back


now im known around day as the young don


aint no bitch made pussy's where i come from (nah)


aint no dick aint stoppin shit


8 pound on da pinky bird fat on the wrist


(on the wrist) so far so hood


when da rounds hit his ass it aint look so good (so good)


now he leavin in a black bag


he a roach the bris be da black flag


n dont leave ya dope round me


straight guttah 4real ask ya homie bout me








Uh...I wear the gun like a gurtle


bullet proof guard got me feelin like a turtle


shit...these niggas aint satisfied until they get murdered u heard me


yeah n ima G u dont know a mutha fuckin thang bout me


I tell u one mutha fuckin thang bout me bitch i got so much money on me uh....








fat paper bag brown paper bag


rubberband green paper cash (yep)


fuck wit em get the laser tag


yall niggas betta wave a flag it is ova


i walk wit a hand gun ride wit more


froom it must been a coop or sumthin


since i love her ima put some candy on that hoe


i go topless no panties on that hoe


(see) yall niggas think its sweet sweet tooth niggas get shot in the teeth


like that boi i got guns where guns aint suppose to be


u need to get a full dose of me (im crack) yeah...








Uh...I wear the gun like a gurtle


bullet proof guard got me feelin like a turtle


shit...these niggas aint satisfied until they get murdered u heard me


yeah n ima G u dont know a mutha fuckin thang bout me


I tell u one mutha fuckin thang bout me bitch i got so much money on me uh....








Niggas low im illatic (whoo)


know who u dealin wit (whoo)


fuck ya pretty whip u niggas aint killn shit


every bird i whip fuckin every bird im wit


im ya makeveli sucka where dat murda hit


yall niggas aint trill (trill)


yall niggas know the deal (deal)


yall niggas wanna deal (deal)


what u talkin is erelevent (relevent)


shit a leave a whole in a elephant (boom)


so if i got it them im sellin it (sellin it)


need cheese cake like frederick (whoo)


u hear the rederick prick u not a predakit


rick in a 7 6 six shot metal kit (Ross)








Uh...I wear the gun like a gurtle


bullet proof guard got me feelin like a turtle


shit...these niggas aint satisfied until they get murdered u heard me


yeah n ima G u dont know a mutha fuckin thang bout me


I tell u one mutha fuckin thang bout me bitch i got so much money on me uh.... (Ross Ross)



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