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Yeah, yeah
G. Rap gangsta
(My nigga)

All of my life, I
be thuggin' with you
Thug it out baby, thug it out
Don't stop 'til I die for
I'll be keepin' it
Yeah yeah yeah

Yo, yo
Giancanna, the name break it simple and plain
Went from a small chimp in the game to gorilla pimpin' the game
Know how to tempt dames to tense in the
Hit the block to rocks, the strength of the name

with a cane, lactosin' limp for the king
We pack toast expend from the flames, my aim
about makin' that bread pop blocks red hot
(Y'know)
From feds and cops, for rock bottles with red tops

Tradin' lead shots with
Infrared dots 'til head drop, we fled spots
Word on the curb is when it came to we spread flocks
(No doubt)
No when the bloodshed stop, glide 'til the sled stop

Copped the latest every hot flavor in crocs and gators
Somebody clique riff, pop the
Out of town trips in I got from Avis, drop knots in Vegas
My for paper was crock pots of wafers

All of my life, I
I'll be thuggin' you
it out baby, thug it out baby
Don't stop I die for this
be keepin' it true
Yeah yeah yeah

Nigga into warm mansion rooms, wall to wall with handsome
Half-naked bitches to tunes
(Uh-huh)
Marble floor to the terrace nigga, at the moon
Play the jacuzzi 'til your hands get

tight, bright as the white sands of Cancun
(Yeah)
Skylights up in the ceilings for the to bloom
Nigga we crop grams in dunes, Cuban cigar brand of fumes
Prison niggaz that ran

Shut down shop from Jan. to June, and still cop land in the
Fuck women in rooms
Every fingernail on their hand groomed, self built do
Down to the mink pelts, gator belts and suit

If I stack a nigga cap get peeled loose
Word to them cats that died on the street, it's spilled
So where that Don be? In the calm breeze in the palm
(Right here)
Bomb G the arm piece

in harmony, coke farm pharmacy
Bulletproof armory, school of the knock honory
Washin' the like laundry
Fuckin' Don of the year nominee,

All of my life, I
I'll be thuggin' you
Thug it out baby, it out baby
stop 'til I die for this
I'll be keepin' it
Yeah yeah yeah

All of my life, I
be thuggin' with you
Thug it out baby, it out baby
Don't stop I die for this
I'll be it true
yeah yeah yeah

G. Rap
What, thug shit, Queens
What,
Yeah, shit, Queens clicks
Thug shit, Queens
Uhh,