Luyện nghe bài hát I'm A G'

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

Gots to be a G till the day I die
(I'ma G)
(I'ma G)
to be a G till 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 come nothing)
Gots to be a G till the day I die

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

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

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

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 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, it's big money, stunna, 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 is a mess 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 is ridin' us
We fly on them new trucks
We till we die you cant see us
G fo burin' purple bush on dat

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

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

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

to be a G
(Real niggas 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 piss I'ma gona
Catch a pistol case fo' I leave it at the
Welcome to Hershelwood, soldiers get it how live

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

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

Stuck in one spot to learn to manage money
Fuck air jordens, the sky ain't forever sunny
a full clip jackers might wanna visit
I'ma G chasin' down the same 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)

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)