| What’s up dog, I’m still about my hustle, ya know what I’m sayin'
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| Out here in this game tryin' to maintain
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| Ain’t a damn thang chaged about me I still the motherfuckin' G
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| Shit nigga, feel me on this one
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| I used to be the first nigga on the blocks with the rocks
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| Lil' hustlin' ass G, you just rap with them Glocks
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| Money in the stash spot, hid deep in them bushes
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| On this track the fiends know who robbin' the pushers
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| I keep an eye out for the law cause they runnin' up on ya
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| Violate money wise and I’m bloody up on ya
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| That’s how it is in the South Memphis niggas be plenty
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| On the strip, ridin' box Chevy’s with gold out twenties
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| So many women cause we got our pimpin'…game tight
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| Known to bag a ho and take her money the same night
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| See the same light that I’m seein'
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| Then recognize that I’m serious about my G’n
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| You hypnotized by the system, blindin' you from seein' the game
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| I’m tryin' to keep all my G brothers from bein' in vein
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| Be on my plan cause the game is so scandalous and triflin'
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| But I’m a playa till the end and waitin'
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| Cause I’m G’n for life, I’m G’n for life, I’m G’n for life
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| I’m G’n for life, I’m G’n for life, I’m G’n for life
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| I’m G’n for life, I’m G’n for life
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| I’m out to get paid out in these wicked streets
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| I’m tired of seein' all my niggas covered up in sheets
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| Should’ve packed the heat, it’s gettin' deep
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| I’m stayin' clear of these scandalous hoes
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| I trust a nigga, steady smokin' plenty Optimos
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| As I cruise through the city on them fatties and Vogues
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| I keep that yok in me lap cause they think it’s for show
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| So now ya know, I’m a G and ain’t to be taken for granted
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| I’m stayin' true to all my laws and these bitches can’t stand it
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| It’s gettin' hectic, give me nya trap and I’m gon' check it
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| I’m packin' till I die and these bitches gon' respect it
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| It’s crucial but weed is an every day evil
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| In that drama we gon' swash and bust shots to they temple
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| With no remorse, stayin' ten toes down
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| But my crowd got family all around
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| Soon as I hit the town I’m goin' platinum underground
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| Still keepin' it hype
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| Shed the bitches from my hood, it’s all good, I’m G’n for life
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| I’m kickin' down doors with my gator boots
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| Tryin' to execute my plans and make that major loot
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| Hopin' they don’t shoot
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| When I hit the scene tryin' to make my dreams come true
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| I’m strictly pimpin' so you can let the system run you
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| But they can’t run me, I’m protected by knowledge
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| Cause in this game ain’t nobody that can hold me hostage
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| And every day I’m tryin' to see who walkin' down and smokin'
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| Steady rollin' up that green and puffin' clouds of dope
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| I’m bout to choke, ain’t no hope for none of y’all stuck in the system
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| Steady gettin' blasted at and they hopin' they missin'
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| There’s so much pain in this dirty game
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| Too much drama and these niggas out to hurt chu' man
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| And keep you under, plenty stress down on yo chest
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| Long as you live life gon' put chu' through so many tests
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| You got to give all you got, keep it true and hard and think twice
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| Game tight, holdin' me down right, I’m G’n for life |