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Chorus (2x): you gotta walk a "g"
like a "g", walk like a "g"
I got em lovin my drug strut

Somethin about the way I moves, some think it the shoes and just,
Uh, like to blame it on tru
When I do, what I do, and that slang
Makin the hardest street niggaz askin me can hang
Ain't no thang, but you wear khakis or ? g-bose?
Neck touchin some gold, and don't love hoes
Blowin out ya nose, keep a box of optimos
Hustlin so you can come up on the pearl, rose
Up in clubs, rock in clothes, big ballas have seen
Keep their mind wanderin and servin fiends
In my a 9 gat, jack, because of my rep
My other pocket full of money, me this funny step

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[soulja
I walk, high talk, gs up and down
I used to bob and when I was on that doodoo brown
Face down on the ground, when slim around
Or I be forced to bring more than the beats by the pound
I just got out the pen, so I bounce I walk
And say ya heard me, time that I talk
4-4 I used to balk, but now I got a glock 40
I feel sorry for any nigga that wanna get
I love fuckin up parties, watchin bitches charlie
Ask magnolia shorty, that's my people, she could it
My told me I still walk the same way
Talk the way, every since I was yay

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I got to show it for nobody, you can see that I ball
3 months, fuck the walker, I was struttin 'fore I
the old school even had the, "yes, yes, ya'll!"
I was spendin my money on my family in the mall
Young fiend, was the guard, I breaks rules it
My ? got grooves with it, I packs tools with it
I simply acts a fool it, roll, represent-a
Wear minks in the winter, iced in the center
My is the agenda, not only this voice
But they it's my hips, naw they ain't havin my choice
Now the moral to the story is that I'm cold it
Made a song about my stroll it
If you was it, can ya dig it?

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