| I spit hits like a jukebox, stay thugged out like 2Pac
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| Everytime something new drop, it’s G shit not hip-hop
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| I speak for those who rip Glocks, and leave these haters lips locked
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| My underground sell mo' than your, real album ship out
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| My underground sell mo' than your, real album ship out
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| My underground sell mo' than your, real album ship out
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| Slow down or sped up, I’ll make you bob your head up
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| Hustle till you fed up, tell you stack your bread up
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| Falling off you’ll never see, Slim got long jeopardy
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| Real hits what you get from me, me and Watts like family
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| And I be damned if we can’t do our job, and make you bob
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| I’m signing c.d.'s for you, your niece and your Uncle Rob
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| Saying stay down, jam everything we lay down
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| If I can’t drive to your town, I’ll send this shit through Greyhound
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| (*scratching*)
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| Send this shit through Greyhound
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| Send this shit through Greyhound
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| Got boys from Kansas, hollin' bout how they jam this
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| From Germany to Japan, they can’t understand this
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| This ain’t no local shit, we worldwide bitch
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| Got Swishahouse and Boss Hogg, in your ride trick
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| They wanna drop like us, and stack a knot like us
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| Can’t pay they bills with they skills, so they copy us
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| Some trendsetters, some go-getters
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| Use to be down but shit, now they bootleggers
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| (*scratching*)
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| Now they-now they bootleggers
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| Now they-now they bootleggers
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| Hating on my profit, digging in my pocket
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| And I’ma do what it take, to make sure you stop it
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| See I got bills to pay, and plenty meals to make
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| And if you in my way, the AK’ll spray
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| I make a G a day, sometimes three a day
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| That’s times 3−65, now y’all see my pay
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| That’s last year, next year me and E album dropping
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| So Northside and Southside, it’s time to do some shopping |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song G Shit , by - LE$. Song from the album The Beautiful Struggle, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп