Luyện nghe bài hát Exclusively

Exclusively, ridin' on them G
Talkin 'bout your gameplan used to be
They got us up game through the fog and smoke
We came a way but still we got so far to go

Exclusively, ridin' on deuces G
'bout what your gameplan used to be
They got us choppin' up game the fog and smoke
We came a long way but we got so far to go

Yeah, I know I got 4 to go, so with these I flow
At a pace for the papes, I y'all should know
I lace it properly for property, it really no stoppin' me
And plus I'm tryin to get my money on like

Politickin' economy if I be a made nigga
Smokin' on e'ry nigga, balled out paid
Keepin' it real, I'm deep in the field
Deep the skills for the bills
I got the million dollar mouthpiece no gold grill

I the thrill like Will Clark
I will bust I spark and flame in the booth
You blind you shoulda saw it I came in the booth
I serve the thunder, shit that'll bang in the roof

My niggas, stack riches, mack
Blow fast swishers with my folks, act with my folks
Suave livin' with my vocals, outlaw like my nigga
Fuckin' bad bitches at the

There's nothin' to a boss, man we it up
Smash for the cash and respect so when we mash give it up
I got no time for that shit
Jersey to the Bay niggaz thuggin' bitches thinkin' they sick

So nigga the world is a ghetto
a nigga out his scratch, he gon' be twirled in' a meadow
I it real with niggaz that be true to me
There's you can do to me
My crew is deep and real rule the streets

Exclusively, ridin' on them G
'bout what your gameplan used to be
They got us choppin' up through the fog and smoke
We came a way but still we got so far to go

Lace your Timbs, polish your gators, we like in Vegas
You can't ball then it's the haters
Can't then it's probably the desert
If you a or not

I give a dawg, bullets is hot
And every gon' cry when he hit
The more the more blood drain, he ain't survivin shit
And your niggas ain't gon' ride for shit, they

If came through everybody in the X-5 is hit
Red rag or blue rag, die for this
The Game the reason all these niggaz on that Cali Love
Compton get grimy too, pull you out of that 6

Fuck you up like one do
And I dare y'all to stop on the 'Shaw, and King
it hard, Doogie Howser pullin' bullets out your jaw
Turn your round trip into a ticket
You can visit, but you can not lie and it

It's time for me to shine, life on the grind, life on the
Feelin' like I'm runnin' out of
It's now or never, chasin' this cheddar 'til get better
These streets got me hungry as

Can't stop change, young Sav stuck in the game
Everyday we gotta hustle and slang, and strain
To bubble, weed plus the 'caine to
Organize the brains and

Exclusively, ridin' on them G
'bout what your gameplan used to be
They got us choppin' up game through the fog and
We came a long way but we got so far to go

You [unverified] Sammy did Gotti, told 'em we kamikaze
Like whiteboys ain't heedin the robbery
'em we ride around in them cars on them big wheels
In the killin' field makin' 100 bills on the P-700 Pirelli

Marshall Faulk in to ball again in this day to day
'Bout the spinach this is relentless where we livin'
Niggaz'll 32 round ya, kick you on the

they down ya, sneak ya and plot ya, Heckler & Koch ya
Got ya body bein' scrutinized by a of doctors
Still an mystery, statistically, history
A Get Low victory by fuckin' with my credibility