Luyện nghe bài hát G Boy Stance

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

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

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

Let's get it goin', you go, Billy Danze
Fizzy Wo', good to see you bangin'
we ain't gon' leave you hangin'
I don't know you've been saggin' on
been braggin' money on

But time's up, that's up
Nigga get gone, we don't on 'em when we move on 'em
it rugged, never smooth on 'em
Drop jewels on 'em, tools on 'em
And braise everyone of Y.G.'s
Wannabe Mo. P's, claimin' O.G.'s

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

Who want two? The fuck is wit'chu?
How could you your character
And turn your on your crew?

Weak niggaz will
Whack will fail
Live prevail
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, changed, we gon' do it like we used ta'
Fo' my that can relate, Mo. P salute ya'

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

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

Okay, you with the real motherfuckers
Okay, live from Capitol Hill
Crooklyn Crime town, one one eight
Home of the one eight seven bitch, who want my Hancock?

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

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

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

Let's tear 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'

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

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

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

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

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 like we ta'
Fo' my that can relate, Mo. P salute ya'

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