Luyện nghe bài hát G Boy Stance

Yeah man, I get old and shit
With my and shit
I gonna 'em, yo' I was down with them
Yo what?

I'm a G boy, in my G boy stance
Don't get it fucked up, I'm a ass man
Same gam,e changed, we gon' do it like we used ta'
Fo' my niggaz that can relate, Mo. P ya'

tear down the pretty shit
Build up the shit for our kind of niggaz
Dem niggaz that'll slap the shit outta ya', clap the outta ya'
Here's to you my nigga, we of ya'

Let's get it goin', there you go, Billy
Wo', good to see you still bangin'
Thou we gon' leave you hangin'
I don't know what you've saggin' on
You've been braggin' on

But up, that's fucked up
get gone, we don't cruise on 'em when we move on 'em
Keep it rugged, never on 'em
Drop on 'em, grip tools on 'em
And everyone of these Y.G.'s
Wannabe Mo. P's, they O.G.'s

If ya'll get back, you gon' get yo' ass put on chill
Get a drawer filled and a raw deal
money make your world go 'round, that's true
And make you do the dumb shit that you do

Who want two? The fuck is wrong
How could you switch character
And your back on your crew?

Weak niggaz will
Whack niggaz will
Live niggaz
Yes, yes,

I'm a G boy, standin' in my G boy
Don't get it fucked up, I'm a ass man
Same game, nuttin' changed, we gon' do it we used ta'
Fo' my niggaz can relate, Mo. P salute ya'

Let's tear down the shit
Build up the nigga shit for our kind of
Dem niggaz that'll the shit outta ya', clap the shit outta ya'
Here's to you my nigga we of ya'

I spit that old shit like Lakim Shabazz
This is not a facade, it's the baby boy of Leon and Mrs. Lynette
My half, the illest voice of hip-hop today
It's the baby boy of Big and Mrs. Hattie May

Okay, you fuckin' with the motherfuckers
Okay, live Capitol Hill motherfucker
Crime town, one seven one eight
Home of the one eight seven bitch, who my John Hancock?

I ain't talkin' no written, fuck a autograph
I'm handin' out auto ass
Y'all niggaz know better than to try that ol'
From Def Jam

Run on up [Incomprehensible] got you buff
And get the fuck on up, nigga
It's a boy awakening
M.O.P., Fizzy Yoski Woski, at me nigga

I'm a G boy, standin' in my G boy
Don't get it fucked up, I'm a ass man
Same game, changed, we gon' do it like we used ta'
Fo' my niggaz can relate, Mo. P salute ya'

Let's down the pretty shit
up the nigga shit for our kind of niggaz
Dem niggaz slap the shit outta ya', clap the shit outta ya'
Here's to you my we proud of ya'

Aiyyo, William and Womack, y'all talk about throwbacks
Me and the go back like [Incomprehensible], nigga
Yeah, nigga hold that, you know we promote that
back for the hood in the hooptie nigga

Y'all can't control that, you niggaz is so
rugged rap feels like a floozy nigga
You niggaz to know that me and the homey run rap
You know the show at, come shoot me nigga

Salute me nigga, it's me
Big Baby Boogie rookie M.O.P., squeeze
What it's gon' be, stomp, you flinch
The A.K, aiy, Shareetha Lynch, I'm givin' you a

To get take a little sense
I'll come through the illest of town when I'm bent
And have no fear, you she O G
You and homies can hold these

I'm a G boy, standin' in my G boy
Don't get it up, I'm a grown ass man
Same game, nuttin' changed, we gon' do it like we ta'
Fo' my niggaz that can relate, Mo. P ya'

Let's down the pretty shit
Build up the nigga for our kind of niggaz
Dem niggaz that'll slap the shit ya', clap the shit outta ya'
Here's to you my we proud of ya'