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 till the day I die
(Hey, hey)

to be a G till the day that 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 niggas up)
to be a G
(O.Gs up)

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

Lord, have mercy, momma raised a real thug
Me and my cool but he showed me tough love
Fifteen, I was asked out gettin'
By this my old man had just moved on

Momma couldn't drive so she didn't a car
And I could see my T lady walkin' far
on her face, purse and a grocery bag
Me and my sister that's all we ever had

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

You know us nigga is us
We fly 25's on them new
We high till we die you see us
G fo burin' bush on dat kush

on the lean and them guns stay took
Stuntin on dem bitches in god we
I'll ink my whole body I dont give a fuck
Redid the new grill out block cuts

Like father like son real niggas up
I'm wall paper, dawg, I in the fall
Slept wit the roll wit guerillas
Built real niggas, a 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
to be a G till the day that I die
Gots to be a G till the day 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 in tha drawer aroma
Still on probation if I then I'ma gona
a pistol case fo' I leave it at the crib
Welcome to Hershelwood, get it how they live

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

Pressure bust a pipe it real and stayed at it
old snitch niggas know the game and still ratted
I'm at the house wit 20 bags and 3 for ten
I had a mind, I wasn't listening back then

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

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

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