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Yeah, mob
GG for suckers
30 30, 30 30,

they ain't shit, yeah, bitches on my dick, yeah
Niggas as shit, yeah, I can't hit a lick, yeah
my criminal history, nigga I ain't never snitched, nope
Ridin' with that stick, yeah, pussy don't get hit,
Look at me I'm rich bitch, you might think I'll it fire
My niggas really hit shit, GG is the mob
Bitch nigga test me, I might throw your ass a lob
You know call me Jefe, I can give your ass a job
That nigga was my homie then he turned an opp
We ran into his homies, shot they ass up the Glocks
Styrofoam on me, bitch you know I'm wop
That trap phone for the junkies and my who got locked
30 30 on me, I won't never lie
30, that's my brodie, know he got my back
Niggas tryna be Glizzy, they even got no straps
In competition with me, you even got them racks

Been swingin' them choppers a nigga from the 'Nolia
Back when I was young my mama me I'm a soldier
Get that, get that, get that, get that, get that paper
Told me get that, get that, get that, get that, get that paper
Bitch wanna me and now that I done got a lil bit older
My niggas that's really it, you better quit it, I thought I told ya
Better get that, get that, get that, get that, get paper soldier
Get that, get that, get that, get that, get that paper

I been chasing money, I got a hundred stacks
Everybody gotta go, I get my 30 back
Hundred grams takin' one, watch how quick I bounce
If you ever cross the mob, ain't no fuckin' back
I'm a gangster, I'm a soldier, I got on Minnesota
I'm really thugging, I can you
Fuck feelings, my heart
Every time we go and you
Don't act stupid, you know the
I pray and keep it on me
I pray it's even on me
You know I'm pistol packin', shawty get it like the 'Nolia
no lackin', bitch I'm strapped up, every day I'm loaded
He took one of my so forever bitch I owe it
The streets or in the nigga, I remain a soldier

Been swingin' them like a nigga from the 'Nolia
Back when I was young my mama me I'm a soldier
Get that, get that, get that, get that, get that soldier
Told me get that, get that, get that, get that, get paper soldier
Bitch wanna me and now that I done got a lil bit older
My that's really with it, you better quit it, I thought I told ya
get that, get that, get that, get that, get that paper soldier
Get that, get that, get that, get that, get paper soldier

I'm in LA, sippin' Wockhardt with Philly
Smoking big blunts of gelato, boy high don't go away
Man they took my dog away, yeah they my heart away
Homicide on my line, I'ma learn the way
Bitch I'm sliding every day, this slide, no way
Dropping thirty for 30, got 'bout twenty to spray
Mama say she stressin' crazy me, all she do is pray
Ask the lord to forgive me, hope he wash sins away
I been swinging that chopper like a nigga from the 'Nolia
I about that action, I know them niggas done told you
See I ain't here to hold you, this shit really never
It's Glizzy Gang bitch, we bring it to you like we owe you,

Been swingin' them choppers like a from the 'Nolia
Back when I was young my told me I'm a soldier
Get that, get that, get that, get that, get that soldier
Told me get that, get that, get that, get that, get that paper
Bitch love me and now that I done got a lil bit older
My that's really with it, you better quit it, I thought I told ya
Better get that, get that, get that, get that, get that soldier
Get that, get that, get that, get that, get that paper