| Yeah, It’s me boy
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| What’s up nigga
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| You don’t recognize me under the hoody or somethin'?
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| Yea you thought it was somebody else right? |
| Yeah I thought so
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| Baby I’m legend like Rayful Edmond’s
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| Will Smith to Krill Smith
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| Boy you just playin' get to steppin'
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| I’m gone at high noon for boom
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| I don’t play with a playful weapon
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| Casin' the place for a space to place your head in
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| I need a safe, you give chase through a safe direction
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| I have police with them sticks tryin' a trace projection
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| Only thing cakin' is fakes, Drake’s and Entenmann’s
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| Six sleeping pills in the barrel, take your medicine
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| It’s money or life, I ain’t tryin a be Lederman
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| There betterment of me and no donation to veterans
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| Tell the ones that need a hot plate they’ll be no cheddar since
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| Y’all better hit the mayor’s residence
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| Walk up to Bloomberg with two words
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| «Fuck all my cheddar went?»
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| Oh my bad that’s five words
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| But I don’t know a noun for five verbs
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| But I could tell ya bout fire birds
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| Who fly, who live on these NY curbs
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| Cowboy here, he buy Timberland’s and apply spurs
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| Pies emerge when he got that sex drive verge
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| Yeah, G On K.G.R. |
| G On
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| (G On baby)
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| Yeah G On K.G.R. |
| G On
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| (G On baby)
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| G On K.G.R. |
| G On
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| (G On baby)
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| Yeah, G On K.G.R. |
| G On
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| Look out we’re goin' in kid
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| G be the reincarnated Rich Porter
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| Big baller, I’m taking the game to the sixth quarter
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| Matter fact, til' your see the Madison Square Garden boarder
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| Label be like «boy you got a big order»
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| Show respect, write out a check for a big scorer
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| And this ain’t the slaughter, it’s Deer Park water
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| Pay me more I’ll leave son with bear marks for ya
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| 80 rappers later 1 shot, that’s a minimum
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| Don’t feature with the kid, I’m a sharp blade on the pendulum
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| Can’t mix a Kool Aid pack with shots a Elgin Rum
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| Need that type a whip were you can’t hear the engine run
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| If a giant fall, it might kill an injure some
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| So I’m still in the game til' some real legal tenders come
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| Elephant trunk make somethin' legal intent of cum
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| Give me mines, I go right where the bread winners run |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song G On , by - Kool G Rap. Song from the album Riches, Royalty & Respect, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп