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G's Up (Featuring Max B.)

[Chorus: x2]

G's up nigga, ho's down

If the bitch can't swim she gon'drown

Runnin' the streets totin' the 4 pound

You didn't know we was them niggas, the nigga you know now (dipset)I had to fade 'm into black

Hit 'm with the crossover made 'm jump back

And before all that

I used to make 'm pump crack

Ridin' shotgun in the ?? slum back

Max leave the streets, please the don't want that

They need me in the shit

The .40 cals is mine, the nina's we could split

Cock back, squeeze off, started feedin 'm with the 5th

And you couldn't really hide, cause I seen that nigga trip

You ain't seen a nigga flip

Until they bank 50 g's and you feed a nigga shrimps

39, 40 and you feed a nigga strips

Beat the nigga bitch,

Till she bleedin' from the lips, yeah

Got me speedin' in the six

Drunk off the hen, breezin in the mist

Chicks believin' in the dick, dick

Feenin'for a sniff

Got me needin' for a spliff

Ain't a thing funny, when you fucking with this money

I'm a lean you off a cliff, G's up[Chorus]The picture gettin' clearer

If it was bricks than the strip we had to tear it up

If it's beef, the .45th we had to gear

Lookin' at my life through this rear viewer mirror

Burnin' in the pike in this brand new Carrera

The game funny, mo' money it's gets weirder

My gang hungry, no money that we scared off

And do us both a favor my nigga, and don't compare us

We still loosin soldiers at this war

Like every other week I'm pourin cold drinks at the floor

We just lost iky, he was going to the store

That's why I roll around the fully loaded in the door

Majority time, I'm tryna stay above the poverty line

And that's a major part of my grind

I still hit the hood and park my car in the nine

While the little niggas pump hard with dimes[Chorus]The say success is like amen (pray for me)

You see police will arrest us while we rollin'

We stay on heat so if you press we ain't foldin

You see me in the streets so there ain't no question bout ?We pimpin' easy

Niggas hate, come teach me

The niggas with the big cake they couldn't reach me (I know)

Now when they see us, they kick game, everything all peachy

Snitch niggas put 'm beneath me, believe meFuck 'em I can't let them break me

A ? and a man is what it makes me

I rather ride in the lambo's and the AC

Top down, stoppin' for nothing, coming through frollin'I tryna to be, one of these niggas that do it for nothin'

I got a passion for this shit cause I love it

Like a piece of pussy when I'm fuckin, waitin to come

Runnin' the streets at lennox ave, waving the gun[Chorus]

Songwriters

JONES, JOSEPH / PHILLIPS, PETER O. / WINGATE, CHARLYPublished by

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