Luyện nghe bài hát I'm A G'

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

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

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

is over with 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 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 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 the O.G's done
Got wit the red
They heard the lil' got wet
So them AK's sprayin', blood for the young

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

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

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

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

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

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

Pressure bust a pipe kept it real and at it
Them old snitch niggas know the game and ratted
I'm at the weed house wit 20 and 3 for ten
I had a closed mind, I wasn't back then

Stuck in one spot trying to learn to money
Fuck them air jordens, the sky ain't forever
Keep a full clip jackers might wanna
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)

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