Little Brother - On My G lyrics

[Intro: Rapper Big Pooh] Yeah, yeah, Rapper Uh, HOJ my n***a, yeah Yes, and we do it like this Topshop [Hook: Rapper Big Pooh] Uh, I'm on my G, on my G Uh, what? I'm on my G, on my G n***a, yes, I'm on my G, on my G Uh, yeah, I'm on my G, on my G Uh, yeah, I'm on my G, on my G Yes, yes, I'm on my G, on my G n***a, yeah, I'm on my G, on my G Yeah, I'm on my G, on my G [Verse 1: Rapper Big Pooh] Three weeks out and it's two back in Sporadic at that, n***as stay hustlin Six weeks out, HOJ's on the rizzoll Three weeks out, only thirty-one sizzold Uh, I never break down and fizzle God made Pooh out of a whole 'nother mizzold It's old, stop askin me about BET MTV showin n***as love, homie that's that Uh, I ain't gon' say it again Every time we step out, I expect to win Rapper Pooh on his G till the motherf**in end Pick up the phone, tell a muh'f**in friend, n***a! [Hook: Rapper Big Pooh] Uh, I'm on my G, on my G Yeah, I'm on my G, on my G Yo, I'm on my G, on my G Yo, I'm on my G, on my G [Verse 2: Rapper Big Pooh] Blah, blah, blah, n***as talk like they want it Blah, blah, blah, n***as talk like they done it Run it, I know it's more money to get I'm at the bottom of the pole and I'm content with this sh**, n***a! Uh, I'm still honing my craft A lot of muh'f**ers hate, thank you for the laughs Lukewarm, somebody's big a** Drunk off emotion, man up 'fore you crash Life's about what happens in your dash Live for tomorrow, no regrets for your past I'm on the floor, too close to b**h a** I ain't tryna talk bidness, fall back b**h a** Yeah, I ain't gon' say it again Every time we step out, I expect to win Rapper Pooh on his G till the motherf**in end So pick up the phone, tell a muh'f**in friend, n***a! [Hook: Rapper Big Pooh] Uh, I'm on my G, on my G Yeah, I'm on my G, on my G n***a, what? I'm on my G, on my G Uh, yes, I'm on my G, on my G [Outro: Rapper Big Pooh] Yeah, I'm my muh'f**in G yo Yeah, Big Dho starring the motherf**in commissioner Topshop where we at n***a I got my n***a Doovie in this motherf**er C Sams, O-Dash, my n***a Young, n***a BJ, Uncle Joc Yeah, I'm on my motherf**in G n***a I don't care how many muh'f**in records we sold n***a I don't care if we only sold five thousand records n***a I'ma keep comin in this muh'f**in booth n***a I'ma keep spittin this sh** n***a And I'ma make you LOVE me! You gon' love me baby... Hahaha