[Yung Joc]
Is that right? (Block... E-N-T ho!)
Hustlenomic$
A G is what a G does n***a
My momma told me that (E-N-T ho!)
Dro, Bun B, Yung Joc (BLOCK~!)
Let's go
[Hook]
I'm the seventh letter of the alphabet (I'm a G)
And in my pocket it ain't ever nuttin less (than a G)
And if your b**h f**ed me she f**ed the rest (she a G)
Cause I'mma (A-B-C-D-E-F-G)
[Yung Joc]
You can catch me in the A, check my DNA
What can I say? I'm a G one hundred percent all the way
The block on lock, just like the chain gang
The Hustlenomic$ piece back and forth when the chain swang
I'm blowin grandaddy just so I can maintain
I'm a G and I'll tell your b**h the same thang
Middle finger to ya pussies, n***a no shame
'77 Chevelle, same color c**aine
In ninety-two Ball and 'G were playin in the deck
Out with the younguns n***a, get money and respect
You and that name droppin get you and your mans wet
n***a I'm a G, now who the f** you think you playin with?
[Hook] - repeat 2X
[Young Dro]
This your boy Young Dro right here
You know I'm a G~! Ay look
Pull up on the scene, b**h I'm cleaner than chlorine
Block star comin, I'm proud of sellin codeine
Shoot a n***a ER from off the street, no beam
Work for my cousin down in Florida named Doreen
All I want is some mo' cream, my wrist on Jack Frost
Tell 'em again they see it man my wrist on Jack Frost
I ain't gotta say how much the motherf**in Vette cost
Thirty inches touchin on the Escalade, 'llac cost
b**h I'm from the projects you can miss me wit that rap talk
Catch me up on Section Road, tearin up the asphault
Took a lot if cash and bought, j**elry, 'scuse me
Eights on the dump make it hard to turn steering
Swingin on them n***as swear I gotta feel some fury
Trappin at the hotel you can catch me at the j**elry
A general, I'm surely, man I'm sittin pretty
I got this sh** locked, tell momma don't worry
[Hook] - repeat 2X
[Bun B]
You see me hop out of a oh-eight, somethin on 24's
Rockin the newest earrings, some next seasons clothes
I guess that's the reason hoes stop drop tuck and roll
Like an inferno, they turn over and s** the pole
I'm so f**in cold I give a polar bear frostbite
You see my j**elry and you know what it cost right?
You see my toolery it's bigger than your arm so
No tomfoolery and you won't see the bomb blow
Need a bomb ho, Yung Joc got the work
I need some bomb 'dro, "Best Thang Smokin'" got the purp'
Let me hear them on the church, and orchestrate a rendezvous
We meet some boppers, bottles, and don't forget the bombay too
Who, you know who's keepin it trilla
Just name any thug, gangster, soldier, or gorilla
I snatch him up by his shoulders and strip off his stripes
Cause when you trill you don't trip off the height, that ain't my type
[Hook] - repeat 2X