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Yeah, mob
GG for life
30 30, 30 30,

Bitches they ain't shit, yeah, on my dick, yeah
Niggas broke as shit, yeah, I hit a lick, yeah
Check my criminal history, 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 make it fire
My niggas hit shit, nigga GG is the mob
Bitch don't test me, I might throw your ass a lob
You they 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 ass up with the Glocks
Styrofoam on me, you know I'm sippin' wop
That trap phone for the junkies and my homies who got
30 30 on me, I won't never lie
30, that's my brodie, know he always got my
tryna be Glizzy, they ain't even got no straps
In with me, you ain't even got them racks

Been swingin' them choppers like a from the 'Nolia
Back when I was young my mama told me I'm a
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 love me and now that I got a lil bit older
My niggas that's 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 soldier

I been chasing money, I got a hundred stacks
Everybody go, I can't get my 30 back
Hundred grams takin' one, watch how quick I back
If you cross the mob, ain't no fuckin' coming back
I'm a gangster, I'm a soldier, I got sales on
I'm really thugging, I can you
Fuck feelings, my frozen
time we go and expose you
Don't act stupid, you know the
I just pray and it on me
When I pray it's on me
You know I'm pistol packin', get it clappin' like the 'Nolia
Ain't no lackin', bitch I'm strapped up, every day I'm
He took one of my kind so forever I owe it
The streets or in the nigga, I remain a soldier

Been swingin' them choppers like a nigga the 'Nolia
when I was young my mama told 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 paper soldier
Bitch wanna love me and now that I done got a lil bit
My niggas 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 that soldier

I'm in LA, sippin' Wockhardt with Philly
Smoking big blunts of gelato, boy this high don't go
Man they took my dog away, yeah took my heart away
Homicide on my line, I'ma the harder way
Bitch I'm every day, this ain't slide, no way
Dropping thirty for 30, got 'bout twenty to spray
say she stressin' crazy 'bout me, all she do is pray
Ask the lord to forgive me, he wash these sins away
'Cause I been swinging that chopper a nigga from the 'Nolia
I been about that action, I them niggas done told you
See I ain't here to hold you, this shit really over
Glizzy Gang bitch, we bring it to you like we owe you, pussy

Been swingin' them choppers like a nigga from the
Back when I was young my told 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 paper soldier
wanna love me and now that I done got a lil bit older
My niggas that's really with it, you better quit it, I 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