Gotz 2 be a G

(*talking*)<br>Yeah, we back nigga<br>Lil` Flipper, Yung Ro, Chamillionaire<br>This how it go, ha-ha<br>We still doing this mixtape shit nigga<br>Yeah uh, B.G. Duke up in this bitch, look<br><br>[Lil` Flip]<br>I`ma be a G, until the day that I die<br>Everyday you see me, nigga I`ll be high<br>I`m smoking on that hays, use to smoke on that regular<br>Now niggaz mad, I`m a hitter the competitors<br>On another level, yellow rocks all in my fucking bezel<br>Nigga they causing trouble, you wan` tangle with the devil<br>I`m rolling with my glocks, I ain`t fucking with the cops<br>But I`m busting fucking shots, cause they don`t give me props<br>They know me on the East, they know me on the West<br>Even when I`m in my hood, I still gotta wear my vest<br>Niggaz they wanna test, cause they album was a mess<br>But when I step out I go to the club, they hoes impressed<br>They like the way I dress, and they like the shoes I buy<br>They know everytime they see Flip, he gon be fly<br>Got the Mikey D`s jersey, got my name on the back<br>Even they caught cases, we got caine in the Lac<br>We gon hustle till we broke, we ain`t broke because we hustle<br>Niggaz claim they in they in the streets, but they know I got that muscle<br>But a nigga use to struggle, now a nigga doing good<br>I`m like the Diplomats, what`s really good hood<br><br>[Hook]<br>Got to be a G, to the day that I die<br>Got to be a G, to the day that I die<br>All my boys real, to the day that I die<br>Got to be a G, to the day that I die<br>Got to be a G, to the day that I die<br>All my boys real, to the day that I die<br>All them boys real, I`m a G<br>All them boys real, I`m a G<br><br>[Yung Ro]<br>It feel good to be me, because I shine everyday<br>Wake up and then I pray, and thank the Lord for this day<br>A new day means hope, another chance to get it<br>I got the mind of a G, so I plan to get it<br>Plan to split it, divide it where it`s `spose to go<br>Stack it up and share with the ones, close to Ro<br>That`s how it`s `spose to go, well at least I speak for me<br>But if you feel me nod your head, cause I also speak for G`s<br>Real niggaz who want hundred, playas guys and gent`s<br>And we a dying breed, think it`s like five percent<br>I`s a pimp, on ro-do and mind`s a scent<br>From a place under water, so my eyes are squinched<br>But nevermind that, just pour me up two cups of liquor<br>Jump down so you could sip a, skeet taste with Koopa and Flipper<br>And your boy Yung Ro, teach you how to fold bread<br>To my niggaz on lock, stay smart hold your head<br>I`m rolling heads, while rolling red down the block<br>Trunk unlock trunk pop, trunk knock cock stop<br>Drop bops flop, looking at me while I do my thang<br>Switching lanes holding grain, pushing caine hold up mayn<br>I`m a G peep my style, how I called it how I feel<br>Mack P, Koopa, Flip, Twin all them boys real<br>And all them boys feel, yeah the same way as me<br>Real recognize real, I swear to you I`m a G<br><br>Ha, real recognize real I swear to you I`m a G<br><br>[Hook]<br><br>[Lil` Flip]<br>I`m the realest of the real, I`m the trillest of the trill<br>Nigga fuck around with me, I`ma have to show the steel<br>I`ma have to show my skills, let these bitch niggaz know<br>That these snitch niggaz know, Lil` Flip run the show<br>You can open up for me, nigga I`m the headliner<br>Fuck around with niggaz, who always get vagina<br>You tricking your do`, we never licking em low<br>Nigga you rolling and picking, nigga I`m picking them hoes<br>We got bitches on every coast, bitches in every state<br>Niggaz talk shit, but they gon up on Ricki Lake<br>Broke rapper no deal, no skills stay broke<br>Mo`fuckers smoking regular weed, we got that good dro<br>I`m a fucking hood nigga, bad nigga good nigga<br>AK-47, chopper made of wood nigga<br>It`s understood nigga, we ride candy nigga<br>In every state, all these niggaz wanna ban me nigga<br>I got they bitches number, in my phone yeah bitch<br>You know I got a fucking story, I`ma tell bitch<br>I got a brick to sell, I got a click in jail<br>And when they get out, I got them niggaz getting my mail<br>Tipping the scales, we above the law<br>Like Steven Segal, niggaz fake like Ru Paul<br>The way that I ball, the dro that I buy it`s the best shit<br>I never step out the house, without my vest bitch<br>I got my glock on my lap, got my mind on my money<br>Got these bitch niggaz broke rappers, trying to fuck with Johnny<br>But they can`t, get the pink rocks yellow rocks<br>Blue rocks, niggaz do shows and fuck with the cops<br>But I ain`t doing that shit, I got my own team<br>Oh you going away, bitch I`m the home team<br>I got my own shit, I got my own click<br>I know I fucked your gal, yep I got my own bitch<br>I`m just a playa like Hef, I`m just jazzy like Jeff<br>I got stripes like the ref, these nigga lie but they deaf<br>They can`t hear what I`m saying, these niggaz think that I`m playing<br>Now their bodies decaying, when I`m bucking and spraying<br>Me and Will don`t play, we got scrill everyday<br>We blow kill everyday, biatch<br><br>(*scratching*)<br><br>[Hook]