Rick Ross - I'm A G lyrics

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Rick Ross - I'm A G lyrics

[Chorus] Uh, I wear the gun like a gurtle Bullet proof car got me feelin' like a turtle sh**, these n***as ain't satisfied until they get murdered u heard me Yeah and I'ma G you don't know a motherf**in' thing bout me I tell u one motherf**in' thing bout me b**h I got so much money on me uh I'm lookin' thug in the Bentley (who) I gotta few slugs don't temp me (ah) Khaled put me up on the firm mats (Khaled) I'ma million dollar n***a lets confirm that (Ross) I rep carrot city out in Vegas (Vegas) N the matchin' huned thousand dollar bracelet (who) Mo' guns then the matrix (matrix) Neo reload get ya face twist Cartel c**aine by the cases (cases) Cartel mo' cars then the races (races) A-K's on a lear jet (g-4) Rick Ross I'ma Real threat [Chorus] Standin' in the blue house choppa in my right hand Stomach growlin' bris gotta feed the fam I gotta meet a man the man with them kilograms He bouta get jammed by the open locker goons I found a needle in the hay stack (hay stack) Put boy in to flood the streets n got my weight back Now I'm known around day as the young don Ain't no b**h made p**y's where I come from (nah) Ain't no dick ain't stoppin' sh** 8 pound on the pinky bird fat on the wrist (On the wrist) so far so hood When the rounds hit his a** it ain't look so good (so good) Now he leavin' in a black bag He a roach the bris be the black flag And don't leave ya dope round me Straight gutter 4real ask ya homie bout me [Chorus] Fat paper bag brown paper bag Rubber band green paper cash (yep) f** with 'em get the laser tag Yall n***as better wave a flag it is ova I walk wit a hand gun ride with more From it must been a coop or somethin' Since I love her I'ma put some candy on that hoe I go topless no panties on that hoe (see) yall n***as think its sweet sweet tooth n***as get shot in the teeth Like that boy I got guns where guns ain't suppose to be You need to get a full dose of me (I'm crack) yeah [Chorus] n***as low I'm illatic (whoo) Know who you dealin' with (whoo) f** ya pretty whip you n***as ain't k**in' sh** Every bird I whip f**in' every bird I'm wit I'm ya makeveli s**er where that murder hit Yall n***as ain't trill (trill) Yall n***as know the deal (deal) Yall n***as wanna deal (deal) What you talkin' is irrelevant (relevant) sh** a leave a whole in a elephant (boom) So if I got it them I'm sellin' it (sellin' it) Need cheese cake like Frederick (who) U hear the rederick prick u not a predict Rick in a 7 6 six shot metal kit (Ross) [Chorus]