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G-Shit

アーティスト:Tony Yayo  アルバム:Thoughts Of A Predicate Felon 

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(Tony Yayo) Yeah, yeah (c'mon!) These rich sluts love me like I'm Morris Chestnutt They hit me on the 2-way, beggin to link up My wrist is blinged up, canary and blue For them project chicks, that be actin new I got 3 trucks, 2 Coupes, all in a month Blowin hundreds in Northern Light, stuffin the blunt Catch a stunt in the drop Lambo My P.O. think he Rambo, but I'm still holdin on that ammo Everybody rat now, spittin on the beat tapes Dirtball niggaz, can't even pee straight My mansion shit, moved in the West wing You broke-ass niggaz couldn't buy a chicken wing Stop it money, I'm out for the profit money And that advance that you got, be my pocket money Yeah my transporter's cute but got a real flat chest Put a brick in her bra she a 36 F (Chorus: Tony Yayo) You got diesel on your strip, that's that G shit G-G-G-G-G-G-G-G-G-U-nit You got your bitch movin bricks, that's that G shit G-G-G-G-G-G-G-G-G-U-nit You takin out of town trips, that's that G shit G-G-G-G-G-G-G-G-G-U-nit You catchin fishscale flips, that's that G shit G-G-G-G-G-G-G-G-G-U-nit (Tony Yayo - singing like Suzanne Vega's song "Tom's Diner") I was slingin, on the corner Seen this fiend I, ran up on her She was lookin, kinda hungry So I gave her, five 20's When she handed, me the money Man the money was marked Here come the NARC's, do doo doo


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