Luyện nghe bài hát Walk Like a & Quot;G & Quot ;

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

Somethin about the way I make moves, some think it the and just,
Uh, mu'fuckas to blame it on tru
When I do, I do, and talk that slang
Makin the hardest street niggaz askin me can they
Ain't no thang, but you must wear or ? g-bose?
Neck some gold, and fully don't love hoes
Blowin smoke out ya nose, keep a box of
Hustlin so you can come up on the pearl, proper
Up in clubs, rock in clothes, big have never seen
Keep their mind wanderin and servin fiends
In my a 9 gat, jack, because of my rep
My other pocket full of money, givin me this funny

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

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I ain't got to it for nobody, you can see that I ball
3 months, fuck the walker, I was 'fore I crawl
the old school even had the, "yes, yes, ya'll!"
I was my uneven money on my family in the mall
Young fiend, was the guard, I breaks with it
My ? got grooves it, cause I packs tools with it
I simply acts a with it, roll, represent-a
Wear minks in the winter, tank in the center
My step is the agenda, not only this
But they bout 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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