Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Never Be A G, artist - Project Pat.
Date of issue: 17.02.2014
Song language: English
Never Be A G |
Yessir |
Project Pat featuring your boy Juicy J and Doe B |
You’ll never be a G, you’ll never be a G |
I done sold them grams |
Robbed niggas for cash |
I done bust that thumper on plenty niggas' ass |
Broke down plenty bails |
So much clientele |
Went to jail would never tell but some you niggas will |
Cause you never ever ever ever ever be a G |
Cause you never ever ever ever ever be a G |
Cause you never ever ever ever ever be a G |
Cause you never ever ever ever ever be a G |
When I was young had that chopper cock it |
Project Pat was robbing |
Like the grinch bitch, taking shit filling up my stocking |
Stocking cap on my skull nigga, better wipe up that mud |
Nigga like Pat don’t give no fuck |
Busting that thumpa' screaming «Thug Life!» |
Like 2Pac, went to jail and never ratted |
Held it down for all my dogs |
Hustla’s prayer on my arm tatted |
Pussy nigga real acrobatic flipping on your homie |
I’m the steak you the bologna I’m fifty karats you the phony |
Hit a lick made for fifty yams |
Took it off your ass this the street |
Who you trusting fool |
Put that in the stash bruh |
My weight pull up move like that, no coming back |
Just these chains fifty rocks for fifty shots in your ass |
Yea, let me borrow your bitch |
Just for tonight, I get her so fucking high |
You think she just caught a flight |
She ride my dick like a bike |
I tell her suck it don’t bite |
And you still cuffing that ho like you Miami Vice |
Juicy J don’t love these bitches I just make love to these bitches |
Then send them back to that same nigga that hug them and kiss them |
I go to to sleep with my money I cuddle up with my dough |
I wake up to that paper and then I go get some more |
Fuck nigga what you talking 'bout, we don’t talk it out |
We yellow tape and white chalk it out |
Live everyday like a home run what I’m trying to say is we ball out |
Your bedroom and your living room fit right inside my dog house |
I’m searching hard for a fuck to give but I’m sorry |
Looks like I’m all out |
You will never be a G |
Gold medals on my feet |
White and gold Guiseppe nigga that a be a G |
Got your bitch riding with me shoulda never let her leave |
I’m a dog ass nigga and you know I play for keeps |
Got your ho popping molly smoking medicated weed |
Got your ho giving me sloppy while I estimate my cheese |
While you niggas pillow talking like a bitch I’m getting rich |
Spend a band sipping lean and Memphis ten with Three 6 |
Wack ass rappers, fake ass trappers, shoulda won an Oscar the way they acting |
Mayday action, mayday action, when we come through with it y’all stay blasting |
Pay for a feature I don’t wanna meet them, I don’t want amigo cause we’re not |
equal |
You not gangsta, you not gangsta, you not gangsta, you not either |
Mafia, Mafia, Mafia-ah! |