G Shit (Video Version) Lyrics

G Perico Lyrics

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Selected song name: G Shit (Video Version)
Singer Name: G Perico
Lyrics written by: G Perico

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N***a did that G sh*t, n***a did that me sh*t
G runnin' 'round on that f**ked up police sh*t
They be asking questions but G‚ he ain't seen sh*t
G So Way Out‚ n' what he say‚ really mean it
G, he a fly Crip, G love to buy sh*t
G do dirt‚ so he always gotta hide sh*t
G don't like his babymama, G don't like no drama
Any problems, get the llama
These hoes like G n***a‚ freak hoes want n***a
You just might see me with 'em
Lil' N is a G n***a
You better not f**k with me, n***a, turn me up
Street sweep n***as, G bustin', get money
I be through everybody hood, G n***as know me
After I bust this move I'm going back to the hood
I'm a gangsta, I ain't up to no good


𝘎, 𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘭 '𝘦𝘮 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘵 𝘪𝘴
𝘕𝘪𝘨𝘨𝘢, 𝘸𝘦 𝘢𝘪𝘯'𝘵 𝘣𝘭𝘶𝘧𝘧
𝘕𝘪𝘨𝘨𝘢, 𝘸𝘦 𝘢𝘪𝘯'𝘵 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘵
𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯' 𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘺
Yeah, we really getting money
All the hoes wanna f**k!
𝘞𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘯', 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘳𝘶𝘯𝘯𝘪𝘯'
𝘉𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘥𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘪𝘯', 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘦
𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘪𝘵𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘧𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘪𝘯
𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘳𝘰𝘱 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘤𝘬 𝘮𝘦
𝘔𝘺 𝘸𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘵
𝘍𝘶𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘶𝘮, 𝘮𝘺 𝘳𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘺
𝘎𝘰𝘵 𝘣𝘪𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘴, 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘦
, 𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘮𝘦
Gettin' racks, can't sit back
N***as talk but I live that
G boy, I been that
Call a b*t*h, where your friends at
Me and my n***as wanna hit that

G be at the eatin' on shrimp, n***a
G'll hit the valet talkin' major sh*t, n***a
G got a whole gang of haters in your clique, n***a
G'll put a gang of activator in his sh*t, n***a
He be in the hood, got the Migo on standby
If he say kilo, he gon' think he an FBI
G be hitting corners with that muhf**kin'
That n***a been hit with a chopper but he still alive
G be on the go, sh*t, G don't trust no b*t*h
All these hoes need to stop hatin' on this
G is a real one, he ain't just pop up
G got a reputation, G stay guap-ed up
G do a lot of sh*t that he ain't even got to
Try to add pressure then G gon' pop you
G really real, fooly
Yeah, hittin' corners with the tooly


𝘎, 𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘭 '𝘦𝘮 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘵 𝘪𝘴
𝘕𝘪𝘨𝘨𝘢, 𝘸𝘦 𝘢𝘪𝘯'𝘵 𝘣𝘭𝘶𝘧𝘧
𝘕𝘪𝘨𝘨𝘢, 𝘸𝘦 𝘢𝘪𝘯'𝘵 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘵
𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯' 𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘺
Yeah, we really getting money
All the hoes wanna f**k!
𝘞𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘯', 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘳𝘶𝘯𝘯𝘪𝘯'
𝘉𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘥𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘪𝘯', 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘦
𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘪𝘵𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘧𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘪𝘯
𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘳𝘰𝘱 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘤𝘬 𝘮𝘦
𝘔𝘺 𝘸𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘵
𝘍𝘶𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘶𝘮, 𝘮𝘺 𝘳𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘺
𝘎𝘰𝘵 𝘣𝘪𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘴, 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘦
, 𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘮𝘦
Gettin' racks, can't sit back
N***as talk but I live that
G boy, I been that
Call a b*t*h, where your friends at
Me and my n***as wanna hit that

I got the heart of a gangster
And the mind of a pimp
Why these n***a be hatin'?
F**k it, I'm getting rich
I got the heart of a gangster
And the mind of a pimp
Why these n***a be hatin'?
F**k it, I'm getting rich
I got the heart of a gangster
And the mind of a pimp
I got the heart of gangster
And the mind of a pimp