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

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

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 askin me can they hang
Ain't no thang, but you wear khakis or ? g-bose?
Neck touchin gold, and fully don't love hoes
Blowin smoke out ya nose, keep a box of
Hustlin so you can up on the pearl, proper rose
Up in clubs, in clothes, big ballas have never seen
their mind wanderin and steady servin fiends
In my jeans a 9 gat, jack, of my rep
My other full of money, givin me this funny step

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[soulja
I walk, high talk, gs up and down
I to bob and weave when I was on that doodoo brown
Face down on the ground, when come around
Or I be forced to bring noise than the beats by the pound
I just got out the pen, so I bounce when I
And say ya heard me, every that I talk
4-4 I used to balk, but now I got a glock 40
I feel sorry for any nigga wanna get naughty
I love fuckin up parties, watchin bitches like
Ask shorty, that's my people, she could call it
My mama told me I still the same way
Talk the 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 struttin I crawl
Before the old even had the, "yes, yes, ya'll!"
I was spendin my uneven money on my in the mall
Young fiend, was the guard, I breaks with it
My ? got with it, cause I packs tools with it
I acts a fool with it, roll, represent-a
Wear minks in the winter, iced in the center
My step is the agenda, not only this
But they it's bout my hips, naw they havin my choice
Now the moral to the story is I'm cold with it
Made a song about my with it
If you was it, can ya dig it?

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