Luyện nghe bài hát I Am

G. Rap and my G-Dep
'Bout to do it style, you heard
It's a Igloo-Bad Boy collabo thing you
Y'all ain't ready for it

Rambo style nigga
Two up
Y'all niggaz better duck down or get cap lifted off
That's how we it for the new millennium, you heard?

Regardless of the wait, I'm gonna straight ghetto
high, don't nobody say hello
Even when the sun shining it yellow
Get out of the borough if you it ain't thorough

play ball, AWOL, on the furlow
Still came down on the furl and hero
Red and gray Max's as clean as Ajax
sling cracks while you niggas pay tax

Now how is this?
You can catch me in your hallway taking a
One hand on my dick, one on a spliff
Burnt lips from the roach clip, tips

If we closed, it I get ferocious
Blow this whole shit and me in them roaches
In your car motion I cause
And I probably need some but I don't get fucked

I am a ghetto nigga, you can tell in a
On the corner selling the
It's hell in New
Won't stop for a minute cops telling you

Fake guards telling you
Settle for shorts, running court
Newports, thoughts
On the blocks bodies a nobody supports

What's a ghetto Thorough niggas that get cake
boroughs of niggaz do his [unverified] a [unverified] flip weight
Change garments to trick jake, yo dis
I want it, yo I got in six states

calm in a stolen whip with switched plates
Snitches hate, I never leave a to trace
Only evidence I leave is on chicks' face
On the corner with the crooked niggas, but yo shit's

We war to leave with these seven revolvers
Shell case never touch the floor, sneaky ain't slick enough
I'm man to put on a dress
Creep up grand-mama and bust y'all

Get close enough to part your and tux off
Who would have the lady with the car crush y'all
Too smart to get caught, but I got fam up
So if they put me in cuffs and court, y'all

I am a ghetto nigga, you can in a talk
On the corner selling the
hell in New York
Won't stop for a cops telling you walk

Fake telling you pork
Settle for shorts, running court
Newports, thoughts
On the blocks bodies a court supports

Cock back the hammer, slow and pop cantaloupe
For the in my python spit, it ain't no antidote
Jackpot crack blocks, I was a man of dope
get your camera broke

Your hoes used to a gross with the hands toast
and stand opposed
Rubber bands of C-notes, grams of the
Razor blade tuck the the line, the banter of the coke

Watching niggas die with my on they throat
Sinkin' river banks and wash up on when they float
Choking on your own words, should've the grammar you spoke
One last approach, make your whole family ghost

Bust bottles of cham and we toast, to your photo in the post
Sex cut off jammed in your throat, man are you gross
Bitch hanging a lamppost, we shoot from up close
Blow the most, catch an overdose
Nigga, we own the

I am a ghetto nigga, you can tell in a
On the corner selling the
It's in New York
stop for a minute cops telling you walk

Fake guards you pork
Settle for shorts, from court
Newports, criminal
On the bodies a court nobody supports

I am
I am