B.G. - G'z On Deck lyrics

rate me

Boy you know it when you see it

G'z on deck

Them bitches at attention when the king on set

The king on set

Ay boy you know it when you see it

Them G'z on deck

Them bitches at attention when the king on set

Nigga come in with that flex and jump up out and get checked

It ain't no disrespectin when the king on set

40 cal in a tech fuck around and get wet

You betta hit the deck when the king on set

We got them G'z on deck

And hit the deck when the king on set

Strap a slug on me mac 11 in the bubble coat

I'm chillin with tha homie what the fuck you startin trouble fo

First you tried to tell em homie hatas what are you lookin fo

Cause once we start to let them go yo ass they gon be lookin fo

Don't know what he took us fo

Never been a pusher so I don't know what they yellin screamin fussin cause he's pushin fo

I ain't fend to talk let em walk like it's all good

Catch em slippin in the parkin lot and then it's all good

Got a couple block and a mask in the club box

He come out the club and his ass get seen

Got em linked out the window with the beam on set

Made up my mind I'm a kill him when I see him no sweat

Make a bet I ain't gon put his monkey ass on a shelf

And I don't need nobody help cause I can do this shit myself

In a triple-black chevy ride low keystep I hope this nigga ready cause he gon' see death

Now these niggas better move when the G'z comin through

Never be afraid to shoot when you see them near you

All fellas in my crew, ain't no tellin in my crew

Chopper city grand hustle is what they yellin in my crew

I'm a veteran in the crew, livin legend in my crew

I keep that desert eagle, lethal weapon plus 2

We gon beef what it do, man you know that I'm a ride

We can do it right here or we can take it outside

Everyday is homicide couple of bodies every night

We got half the population murder rate still rise

Ay bullets still fly write his name on the wall

I ain't even gotta do it I got goons on call

I'm a beast I'm a dawg you a bitch you a broad

I'm a ride I'm a G you a snitch you a fraud

If you want it you can get it hit em all up in his neck

And in his head in his chest make sure that nigga wet deck

Call me triple-O.G. pussy nigga gon see

You come with that disrespect and you know what it gon be

Call me triple-O.G. pussy nigga gon see

You come in with that hatin and you know what it gon be

Call me triple-O.G. pussy nigga gon see

You come in with that flex and you know what it gon be

Hit his ass up

Hey hit his ass up

Yeah shoot him

Let the paramedic get his ass up

You fuck with TIP fuck with me

Bust at him you bust at me

We comin 100 deep it's gonna get ugly

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Chop (chop) his ass up