G's-Mustard/C Hood/Ty$/E-40
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TXT G's-Mustard/C Hood/Ty$/E-40 文本歌词
G's - Mustard/C Hood/Ty$/E-40
Mother b**ch ni**a you corny
Riding round in the 4g'z
You ain't even got four G's
You ain't even know four G's
My Louboutin's cost four G's
B**ch ni**a you the police
And I don't f**k with the police
Riding round in the 4G's with 4g'z
Aye it's T.C. the lok
Got money got w**d
Got pro methazine and a lot of Robin Jeans
I stay fly my ni**a
I do this sh*t on the daily
You stay broke my ni**a
You do that sh*t on the daily yeah
I woke up thought being broke was boring
So I robbed a couple houses in Torrance
Cashed out on a foreign
Pull up to any b**ch I'm scoring
Uh you know I stay with them fly kicks
You know I stay with a fly b**ch
And you can try to bag her
But every time you do she be like
B**ch ni**a you corny
Riding round in the 4g'z
You ain't even got four G's
You ain't even know four G's
My Louboutin's cost four G's
B**ch ni**a you the police
And I don't f**k with the police
Riding round in the 4G's with 4g'z
Zappboard beneath the ashtray
Woofers in the back
Water in the duals make loud glass pack
Sogliano tippy toes twenty fours chrome
Bought a set of Pirelli's
And left the stickers on stickers on
Skipping down ave with the beat on blam
Sounding like a motherf**king summer jam
Fat bank roll my pockets pregnant
Both of them twins they need a C section
My Feddi lengthy like 40 career hustling
Granddaddy purp in the air hovering hovering
Zoning like a motherf**ker high as a quail
Bluntpower spray to get rid of the smell
B**ch ni**a you corny
Riding round in the 4g'z
You ain't even got four G's
You ain't even know four G's
My Louboutin's cost four G's
B**ch ni**a you the police
And I don't f**k with the police
Riding round in the 4G's with 4g'z
Four G's two bottles at Greystone
Smoking getting my drink on
Threw four G's on your baby momma
Secret Sunday's now she at the My Cabana
Four G's for the bill at Katana
Thousand tip for the waitress I'm a baller
Shot caller 64 Impala
Don dadda me and Ace Obama Obama
Faded at the Grammy's with the G pen
Dolla sign Kush I'm reeking
Yeah I smell like Kesha
You niggas corny like tortillas
B**ch ni**a you corny
Riding round in the 4g'z
You ain't even got four G's
You ain't even know four G's
My Louboutin's cost four G's
B**ch ni**a you the police
And I don't f**k with the police
Riding round in the 4G's with 4g'z
I'm on my bullsh*t spitting like two clips
Got your b**ch on my pool table doing splits
How them niggas acting
Spoiled like they trapping
I'm from 10 4 street none of that happening
Me and my niggas burnt out
All fly sh*t all ruled out
Talking reckless
Ni**a outside your mouth
Gone ahead and get you pistol
Whipped like bloom bloow
No tough talk you ain't got no rap sheet
Y'all niggas ain't really had no beef
Y'all niggas ain't really clap no heat
Stop cuffing yo b**ch ni**a come approach me
B**ch ni**a you corny
Riding round in the 4g'z
You ain't even got four G's
You ain't even know four G's
My Louboutin's cost four G's
B**ch ni**a you the police
And I don't f**k with the police
Riding round in the 4G's with 4g'z ay
