Luyện nghe bài hát G Boy Stance

Yeah man, when I get old and
my grandkids and shit
I gonna 'em, yo' I was down with them
Yo what?

I'm a G boy, standin' in my G boy
Don't get it fucked up, I'm a ass man
gam,e nuttin' changed, we gon' do it like we used ta'
Fo' my niggaz that can relate, Mo. P ya'

Let's tear the pretty shit
up the nigga shit for our kind of niggaz
Dem niggaz that'll slap the outta ya', clap the shit outta ya'
Here's to you my nigga, we of ya'

Let's get it goin', there you go, Billy
Wo', good to see you still bangin'
Thou we ain't leave you hangin'
I know what you've been saggin' on
been braggin' money on

But time's up, fucked up
get gone, we don't cruise on 'em when we move on 'em
Keep it rugged, never on 'em
Drop on 'em, grip tools on 'em
And braise of these Y.G.'s
Mo. P's, claimin' they O.G.'s

If don't get back, you gon' get yo' ass put on chill
Get a drawer and catch a raw deal
Since money your world go 'round, that's true
And money make you do the dumb shit you do

Who two? The fuck is wrong wit'chu?
How could you switch your
And turn your back on crew?

Weak niggaz will
Whack will fail
Live niggaz
Yes, yes,

I'm a G boy, in my G boy stance
Don't get it up, I'm a grown ass man
game, nuttin' changed, we gon' do it like we used ta'
Fo' my niggaz can relate, Mo. P salute ya'

Let's tear down the pretty
Build up the nigga shit for our kind of
Dem niggaz that'll slap the outta ya', clap the shit outta ya'
to you my nigga we proud of ya'

I spit that old school like Lakim Shabazz
This is not a facade, it's the baby boy of Leon and Mrs. Barnard
My other half, the illest voice of hip-hop
It's the boy of Big Frank and Mrs. Hattie May

Okay, you with the real motherfuckers
Okay, live Capitol Hill motherfucker
Crime town, one seven one eight
Home of the one eight bitch, who want my John Hancock?

I ain't no autograph written, fuck a autograph
I'm out auto ass whuppin'
Y'all know better than to try that ol' bullshit
Def Jam Vendetta

Run on up [Incomprehensible] got you buff
And get fucked the on up, nigga
a rude boy awakening
M.O.P., Fizzy Yoski Woski, at me nigga

I'm a G boy, in my G boy stance
get it fucked up, I'm a grown ass man
Same game, nuttin' changed, we gon' do it like we ta'
Fo' my niggaz can relate, Mo. P salute ya'

Let's tear down the pretty
up the nigga shit for our kind of niggaz
Dem niggaz that'll slap the shit outta ya', clap the shit ya'
Here's to you my nigga we of ya'

Aiyyo, it's William and Womack, y'all about throwbacks
Me and the go back like [Incomprehensible], nigga
Yeah, hold that, you know we gon' promote that
Come for the hood in the hooptie nigga

Y'all can't control that, you is so whack
Your rugged rap feels like a nigga
You niggaz need to know that me and the run rap
You know where the show at, shoot me nigga

Salute me nigga, it's me
Big Baby Boogie from M.O.P., squeeze
What gon' be, I'll stomp, you flinch
The A.K, aiy, Shareetha Lynch, I'm you a hint

To get it'll a little sense
I'll come through the illest of town when I'm bent
And no fear, you know she O G
You and your can hold these

I'm a G boy, standin' in my G boy
get it fucked up, I'm a grown ass man
Same game, changed, we gon' do it like we used ta'
Fo' my that can relate, Mo. P salute ya'

Let's tear down the shit
up the nigga shit for our kind of niggaz
Dem niggaz that'll slap the shit outta ya', clap the shit ya'
Here's to you my we proud of ya'