LIL' FLIP & YOUNG NOBLE

LIL' FLIP & YOUNG NOBLE - I'm A G lyrics

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Gyeah(I'm A G)I don't know about you

Look I don't know about you*repeat 2x*

Gyeah, It's Flip Gates... my nigga Noble

Clover G's, H-Town... Southside

Ay Look I'm A G and that's the family tradition

Fuck bein broke my nigga I'm on a mission

I was fifteen with a bag full of dope

While ya'll was learnin math nigga I was cookin coke

I use to ride with my uncle, he use to make the runs

He told me if he didn't come out to take the gun

And call the mothafuckin house and let mama know

I got the callico just incase the drama go

Way too far and trust me you don't want that

You don't want me aimin straight for ya fitted cap

I been thru a whole bunch of shit my life time

The cops in the hood they suppose to fight crime

But the cops in my hood they cut side deals

Now look at my wheels, now look at my grill

It feel good to be a millionaire so young

Gon'and catch twenty two as I pack fo'guns

Look I'm a G-that's why I keep a glock in my ride

I wish Screw was alive, I wish 'Pac was alive

To all you ringtone rappers just enjoy ya'll fame

I bet you in a whole year they won't remember ya name

Cause I'm a G-I never got robbed in the streets

I'm a G-so fuck that I'm out cookin with ease

I'm a G-I keep that Mac-90

I'm tryna stack 90, cause I'm a G-fuck boy, I'm a G

They say I'm stuck in my ways and I prolly won't change

And the way that we was raised, shit we gotta get paid

Call us money over bitches in this scandalous age

Like my niggas all gone-ain't nobody to save

And look at me I grew crookedly

Saw

In the huddle it's a hustle don't get it confused

I know niggas who stack dimes like Mr.Schrooge

I know niggas who pack nines quick as they use

This is the blues that street shit that do what it do

You gotta watch how you move youngin, ya freedom-ya life

You might lose somethin youngin-tryna prove somethin youngin

You gotta be a man on ya own-no crew or nothin

Niggas pop that pop but niggas ain't doin nothin

Nob'stay humble-till you cross that line

Cross me you gon'see you only got one time

Look I'm a G-that's why I keep a glock in my ride

I wish Screw was alive, I wish 'Pac was alive

To all you ringtone rappers just enjoy ya'll fame

I bet you in a whole year they won't remember ya name

Cause I'm a G-I never got robbed in the streets

I'm a G-so fuck that I'm out cookin with ease

I'm a G-I keep that Mac-90

I'm tryna stack 90, cause I'm a G-fuck boy, I'm a G

I got respect from the Bloods, I got respect from the Crips, shit

Everywhere I go I keep a extra clip, shit

Cause if you slip nigga it might be over

You heard Game Over, you seen the Range Rover

The CD changed over, I'm jammin Noble's shit

That Cloverland, that Botany Boy's, that Screwed Up Click, that Clover shit

You niggas talk all that shit but you don't back it up

And please don't get shot in the head cause they can't patch ya up

It's the mothafuckin movement-the truth is

Niggas can't do it like we do this

Nah don't compare us to ya'll

We Outlawz from day one in the game

Stayed true from day one in the game

Through the love and the pain

Nothin to gain but respect in the game

And this shit gon'live on way after we gone

Real niggas keep pushin along

Real niggas keep gettin it on, sing 'em a song

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