Luyện nghe bài hát I'm a G

(Yung Joc)
Is that


BNT ho!
A G is what a G does bay, my told me dat
BNT ho!
Dro, Bun-B, Joc..let's go

(Chorus)
I'm the seventh letter of the (I'm a G)
And in my pocket it ain't nothin less
And if your bitch f**k me she the rest
Cuz I'm a A B C D E O G

(Verse 1: Joc)
You can me in the A
my DNA
What can I I'm a G 100% all da way
The block on lock, jet the chain gang
The hustlenomic$ piece back and forth when the chain
I'm grandaddy just so I can maintain
I'm a G and I'll ya bitch da same thang
finga to ya pussies, nigga no shame
'77 Chevelle, same cocaine
And I'm a true n G playin in da deck
Out with the young'ns nigga, get and respect
You in that name droppin' get u and yo wet
Nigga I'm a G now who the f**k u think u wit?

(Chorus x2)
I'm the seventh letter of the (I'm a G)
And in my pocket it ain't nothin less
And if bitch f**k me she f**ked the rest
Cuz I'm a A B C D E O G

(Verse 2: Dro)
Nuttin but a G
Its ya boy Dro right here
You Ima G, Ey Look
up on the scene
Bitch I'm than chlorine
stop comin' Ima probably sell Codene
Shoot a nigga ear off from up the street, no
Work for my cousin down in named Doreen
All I want is some more cream, my wrist on jack
Tell em again they see it, my wrist on jack
I ain't gotta say how the mothaf**kin bet cost
30" stretchas on the Escalade lac
Bitch I'm from the projects you miss me wit dat rep talk
Catch me up on road tearin' up da asphalt
alota cash and walked
Jury, me
on da donk make it hard to steering
Swingin' on a nigga, swear I gotta feel some
Trappin at da hotel, you can catch me at the
A general and surely man I pearly
I got this shit locked, momma don't worry

(Chorus x2)
I'm the seventh of the alphabet (I'm a G)
And in my pocket there ever nothin less
And if your bitch f**k me she the rest
Cuz I'm a A B C D E O G

(Verse 3: Bun-B)
You see me hop out of a '08 on 24's
Rockin' this experiment in some next season clothes
I that's the reason ho's stop drop tuck and roll
Like an inferno then turn and suck the pole
I'm so f**kin' cold I a polar bear frost bite
You see my jewelry, you know it cost right?
You see my toolery, it's than your arm so
No Tom and you won't see da bomb blow
a bomb ho, yung joc got da work,
I need some bomb dro best thang smokin got da
Let me hit em on the chirp, and a rendezvous
We meet boppas, bottles, and don't forget the Bombay too
Ooh, you know who's keepin it
Just name any thug, gangsta, soulja, or
snatch him up by his shouldas and strip off his strips
Cuz when you you don't trip off da hype, that ain't my type

(Chorus x3)
I'm the seventh letter of the (I'm a G)
And in my pocket there ain't ever less
And if your bitch f**k me she the rest
Cuz I'm a A B C D E O G