[Verse:]
There it go!
Been the king, shawty, like I don't know
Pop the change if I want her but I won't, though
Do it right, even when I'm on the wrong road
Real talk from the? What I'm known for
Skinny jeans, I don't do those
I'm the start of sum' hot, all they shoot fo'
Fully automatic, yeah, you can shoot those
Now movin' 5 mill when I shoot, tho
Automa, Hugh Blows(?), one point five on the two door
Old hustle, new flow, old money, new rolls
Sucka print(?), I'mma chill, but I'm too cold
Long as I'm around, what they need you fo'?
Ridin' in the Chevy, tow three bricks
Since nobody wanna make G shit

[Hook:]
This is for the gangstas
This is for the pimps that know
Yes it is
This is for the dope boy trappers
Sellin' halfs and wholes
(Since nobody wanna make G Shit)

[Verse 2:]
There it go!
If ya don't know me, lemme tell ya sum' shawty
Still got em block and make ya run for it
Camouflage, dogtail, ? When ya see me, betta haul that
Keep it G all cold, whachya call that?
White-rock, hip-hop? I don't know that
Certified trap chimp, sucka fall back!
A broke rapper, he may entertain all that
All lil? Keep it true, fool
Say the flash and the dance for a new dew
Can't speak it for the ones who ain't got a voice
Leave em dead only when they leave no otha choice
How I see it, if ye ain't gotta die about it
Don't waste my time, slack, what we even talkin' bout?
Still ridin' in the Chevy, tow three bricks
Since nobody wanna make G shit

[Hook:]
This is for the gangstas
This is for the pimps that know
Yes it is
This is for the dope boy trappers
Sellin' halfs and wholes
(Since nobody wanna make G Shit)
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G S**t Lyrics

T.I. – G S**t Lyrics