YG - G Thang lyrics

[Intro] Cooking Soul four hunny [Verse 1] She want to f*ck me to s** me she want to lick me and do me She want to f*ck and make a movie in the jacuzzi Young Spike Lee f*cking with my white tee Hard on a b**h now her momma don't like me She got a thing for rappers she got a thing for choppers She want me unless I ain't got a thing for saggers I got a thing for bad b**hes marijuana big money son Whips s** here to couple grand beside us I was jacker yeah I used to rob n*gga's Now I ball around the team so I can live n*gga's If I waited for I went back to rob n*gga's Bro these for the hoes young mob n*gga And these hoes is scandalous that's why we do them how we do them She pickup a soft n*gga at least I got to use them Young n*gga go hard or go home Two ugly b**hes that's a no no [Chorus] Smoking out the gla** house F*ck her til she pa** out I be on that g sh*t g sh*t g sh*t g sh*t g sh*t g sh*t g sh*t g sh*t Twist her dolls and k** I be working on a mil I'm about to crack a seal we be on that g sh*t g sh*t g sh*t g sh*t g sh*t g sh*t g sh*t g sh*t [Verse 2] Aight all sh*t aside I'm the type of guy that make a mil overnight no lie (no lie) Welcome to the dope game it's why I'm so crash and so vane This life will take a toll on you(how) b**hes dancing on the pole for you(wow) Got a team of dope lawyers(why) cause I live in a state of paranoia(paranoid) And now I'm sniffing boy boy I sell to anyone like I go door to door uh Of course I did the warriors hundred packs out to Georgia Akron Ohio (what up dog) now acting all high furlutily Yeah money root to sleep you should get used to me (b**h) [Chorus] Uh Smoking out the gla** house F*ck her til she pa** out I be on that g sh*t g sh*t g sh*t g sh*t g sh*t g sh*t g sh*t g sh*t Twist her dolls and k** I be working on a mil I'm about to crack a seal we be on that g sh*t g sh*t g sh*t g sh*t g sh*t g sh*t g sh*t g sh*t [Verse 3] A V D B young Ted that's one nation we on your head We'll off your head b**h for that bread b**h n*gga lay in the bed we spread the leg (any moment in a heart beat) and all my money can't f*ck with me They wish that the gon f*ck with me but can't nobody f*ck with me I swear to God they should f*ck with me them n*gga's gonna wish the f*cked with me And that will come out real sweet b**h turn into my enemy That g sh*t that g sh*t that g sh*t that g sh*t that g sh*t that g sh*t ( hey Blanco good looking) [Verse 4] Pack cush all in the swisher they mad well f*ck em n*gga react get the clutch and triggers the mac a nine milli get stacks the bay to L.A that's how we play p**y n*gga want to act monkey banana clip brrr stickery clip keep spitting mobbing til the end and we winning West Coast familiar and we don't f*ck with ya'll cause you don't look familiar say that boy I'm cold but mother f*cking I get chillier Pull up in that coupe with that igloo ceiling bra see listening what I'm telling ya We get paid money while you smoke in her apartment n*gga we blow Ciroc Beach panorama view my jury clear too abbey a foolish they don't do it like you do it Boss n*gga bought my things you get subtracted by doing You ain't G you don't live by these rules P for p**y now that's more like you Two b**hes with me and they dykes too Ride black on black with the matte that's a triple threat If a b**h spilling clear on the dairy I dear Real n*gga from the double U see n*gga's about to fold Getting tired up in the drive why we just not Sprite pinker than her p**y one nation my n*gga's moving You snitch n*gga's keep it pushing I don't know who you're fooling I live by I die by these G sh*t in the streets I ride ride ride ride [Chorus] Uh Smoking out the gla** house F*ck her til she pa** out I be on that g sh*t g sh*t g sh*t g sh*t g sh*t g sh*t g sh*t g sh*t Twist her dolls and k** I be working on a mil I'm about to crack a seal we be on that g sh*t g sh*t g sh*t g sh*t g sh*t g sh*t g sh*t g sh*t [Outro] Gangsta weezy Can we get a mother f*cking moment of silence for this small chronic break