Luyện nghe bài hát I'm a G

(Yung Joc)
Is right?


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

(Chorus)
I'm the letter of the alphabet (I'm a G)
And in my pocket it ever nothin less
And if your f**k me she f**ked 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 like the gang
The hustlenomic$ piece and forth when the chain swang
I'm blowin' grandaddy just so I can
I'm a G and I'll tell ya bitch da same
Middle to ya pussies, nigga no shame
'77 Chevelle, same color
And I'm a true balla n G in da deck
Out with the nigga, get money and respect
You in that name droppin' get u and yo wet
Nigga I'm a G now who the u think u playin wit?

(Chorus x2)
I'm the letter of the alphabet (I'm a G)
And in my it ain't ever nothin less
And if your bitch 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
Pull up on the
Bitch I'm than chlorine
stop comin' Ima probably sell Codene
Shoot a ear off from up the street, no beam
Work for my down in Florida named Doreen
All I want is some more cream, my wrist on frost
Tell em again they see it, my wrist on frost
I ain't say how much the mothaf**kin bet cost
30" stretchas on the Escalade lac
Bitch I'm from the you can't miss me wit dat rep talk
Catch me up on road tearin' up da asphalt
Took cash and walked
Jury, me
Eights on da donk make it to steering
Swingin' on a nigga, swear I gotta feel some
Trappin at da hotel, you can me at the jewlery
A general and surely man I pearly
I got shit locked, tell momma don't worry

(Chorus x2)
I'm the seventh letter of the (I'm a G)
And in my there ain't ever 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 3: Bun-B)
You see me hop out of a '08 on 24's
Rockin' this newest experiment in some season clothes
I guess that's the reason stop drop tuck and roll
Like an inferno then turn and suck the pole
I'm so f**kin' cold I give a polar frost bite
You see my jewelry, you know what it right?
You see my toolery, it's bigger your arm so
No Tom and you won't see da bomb blow
Need a bomb ho, joc got da work,
I need some bomb dro best smokin got da purp
Let me hit em on the chirp, and a rendezvous
We meet boppas, bottles, and don't forget the Bombay too
Ooh, you know keepin it trilla
name any thug, gangsta, soulja, or gorilla
I'll snatch him up by his and strip off his strips
Cuz when you trill you trip off da hype, that ain't my type

(Chorus x3)
I'm the seventh of the alphabet (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