Luyện nghe bài hát I'm A G'

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

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

Lord, have mercy, momma done a real thug
Me and my daddy cool but he me tough love
Fifteen, I was out gettin' grown
By time my old man had just moved on

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

Stuck my chest out the man of the house
Now I'm the winner, go get it at any cost
burgers, washing cars and cutting yards
I graduated to soft and selling hard

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

Gots to be a G the day that I die
(Brrrrrrrd)
to be a G till 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 stand up)
to be a G
(O.G's up)

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

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

You know us is ridin' us
We fly 25's on them new
We high we die you cant see us
G fo purple bush on dat kush

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

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

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

Fuck a diploma, I'm smuthered in tha aroma
Still on probation if I then I'ma gona
Catch a pistol fo' I leave it at the crib
to Hershelwood, soldiers get it how they live

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

Pressure bust a pipe kept it real and 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 learn to manage
Fuck them air jordens, the sky ain't forever
Keep a clip jackers might wanna visit
I'ma G chasin' down the meal ticket
(Know wut I'm sayin')
(That's right)

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

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