Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Wanna Be AG, artist - RasheedDate of issue: 27.03.2000
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Wanna Be AG |
| What’s up gangsta? |
| What’s up maan? |
| I’ve been lookin’for you maan |
| So you wanna be a G? |
| I wanna be a G So you wanna be a G? |
| I wanna be a G So you wanna be a G? |
| I wanna be a G I wanna be like you |
| He wanna be like me I wanna be like you Sheed getting’respect on the block |
| Packin’a teq and a glock |
| Fat pockets you got your game on lock |
| But yet I still see you bowin’your head |
| Askin’for forgiveness under the street light |
| Yeah right Shorty |
| My life style still wrong |
| It aint easy standin’strong |
| Won’t be long 'till I’m gone |
| Every cop in the city got me in they picture frame |
| Plus different gangs with bullets that got my name |
| So what then if they come I got something for them |
| I got your back |
| We can go to war right now with 'em |
| And I’ll floor 'em |
| Pour them bloodclots |
| Dead soldiers for O.G. |
| If these bullets come flyin' |
| I’m in front of you dyin' |
| You got heart huh? |
| What’s this on your chest? |
| You for real aint you Shorty |
| Where you get this bulletproof vest? |
| You a mess but I like you a lot |
| Let’s split them from this spot |
| Them bullets is hot when the enemy came for the shot |
| Say Shorty you ever fell a bullet up in your chest? |
| Or seen what a hallowpoint bullet can do It’s a damn mess |
| It’s messed up when you have to resort to violence |
| That’s why real bad boys gotta move in silence |
| Comprenda I understand you tellin’me avoid any trouble whenever I can |
| That a make me a better man |
| Be quick to listen and slow to speak |
| Watch everything and my game will be at peak |
| And don’t trust a freak |
| You catch on fast you got the heart of a G And as much as I hate to tell you |
| You kind of reminder of me Look out Shorty |
| What one time commin’up the block |
| I can’t let them see my face |
| Put away the rocks and the glocks |
| Say no more |
| What’s the problem officer? |
| Now none of ya move come here sir let me talk to ya Yeah right |
| Say Shorty I gotta break |
| I aint stayin’here either |
| Well yo lets shake this crooked jake |
| Damn O.G. you sure run fast for your age |
| That came from doin’push ups and workin’out when I was in the cage |
| Say Shorty let’s chill for a while |
| I got a little something in my pockets that will make you smile |
| I hope it’s hydro |
| If not I got some formaldehyde |
| What Shorty? |
| They put it in people after they died |
| I’m already fried still pass me that dro |
| And let me taste this stuff and see what you be trippin’fo' |
| Smooth with great taste |
| Shhhh say O.G. you here some bass |
| Damn that’s them busters from the otherside |
| Watch out Shorty |
| They pullin’gats out they ride |
| BOOM BOOM oh man I think I’m hit |
| Me too Shorty |
| Better get out of here quick |
| I can’t everything is goin’black O.G. |
| I think I’m dyin too Shorty you wanted to be like me? |