Luyện nghe bài hát I'm A G'

Gots to be a G the day that I die
(That's right)
Gots to be a G the day that I die
(Hey, hey)

Gots to be a G till the day I die
(I'ma G)
(I'ma G)
Gots to be a G the day that I die

I got to be a G
(Real stand up)
to be a G
(O.Gs up)

to be a G
(Crones da nigga)
(I from nothing)
Gots to be a G till the day I die

Lord, mercy, momma done raised a real thug
Me and my daddy but he showed me tough love
Fifteen, I was asked out grown
By this time my old man had just on

Momma drive so she didn't have a car
And I could still see my T walkin' far
Sweat on her face, and a grocery bag
Me and my sister shit that's all we had

my chest out became the man of the house
Now I'm the bread winner, go get it at any
Flippin' burgers, washing cars and yards
I graduated to cooking soft and selling

Highschool is over I'm on a path
To mo mo dough and a new slab
B.G hard headed so fly
But gangsta and like this till I die
(Know wut I'm sayin')

Gots to be a G till the day I die
(Brrrrrrrd)
Gots to be a G till the day I die
(Wut it do, homeboy)

Gots to be a G till the day I die
(Wut's da buisness)
(Keke, big money, stunna, nigga we in da buiding)

to be a G
(Real stand up)
to be a G
(O.G's up)

to be a G
(I'm here)
Gots to be a G till th day I die
(you wut it is, homeboy)

I say my is a mess the O.G's done
Got wit the red
They the lil' homie got wet
So them sprayin', blood for the young blood

You us nigga is ridin' us
We fly 25's on new trucks
We high till we die you see us
G fo burin' purple bush on dat

Leanin' on the lean and them guns took
Stuntin on dem in god we trust
I'll ink my whole body I dont give a mother
Redid the new iced out block cuts

Like father son real niggas stand up
I'm wall paper, dawg, I hustle in the
Slept wit the roll wit guerillas
real niggas, a cash money nigga
Young nigga, we them real go gettas
(Belive that)

Gots to be a G the day that I die
Gots to be a G till the day I die
Gots to be a G the day that I die
to be a G till the day that I die

to be a G
(Real stand up)
to be a G
(O.Gs up)

to be a G
(I'm here, nigga)
(Ha, ha)
Gots to be a G till the day I die

Fuck a diploma, I'm smuthered in tha drawer
Still on probation if I piss I'ma gona
a pistol case fo' I leave it at the crib
Welcome to Hershelwood, get it how they live

A million blocks but all end at one road
The streets a motherfucker till the car explode
Niggas, lose your vests I'm taking shots
Fuck a new story and sub blocks

Pressure bust a kept it real and stayed at it
Them old snitch niggas know the and still ratted
I'm at the weed house wit 20 and 3 for ten
I had a closed mind, I listening back then

Stuck in one spot trying to to manage money
Fuck them air jordens, the sky ain't forever
a full clip jackers might wanna visit
I'ma G down the same meal ticket
(Know wut I'm sayin')
(That's right)

to be a G till the day that I die
Gots to be a G the day that I die
(Real talk)

Gots to be a G till the day I die
to be a G till the day that I die
to be a G
(O.Gs up)

to be a G
(Crones da bricks, nigga)
to be a G
(I from nothing)
(Ha, ha)

Gots to be a G till the day I die
(Hey)
(Hey)