bun b - i'm a g lyrics
[hook: bun b] – repeat 2x
i’mma g, n-gga you don’t know about me
i’mma g, n-gga you don’t know about me
i’mma g, n-gga you don’t know about me
but yo’ -ss gon’ learn and yo’ -ss gon’ see
[bun b]
i stand 5 foot 10, two hundred and a half
one hundred percent gangsta, don’t smile and don’t laugh
in a 3x shirt, n-gga 38 waist
i ain’t small motherf-cker, i’m takin’ up some sp-ce
wit’ a size 11 shoe that’ll kick ya in ya face
b-tch i’m all about a crime embedded and catch a case
i ain’t scared to kick in ya door and look around ya place
i ain’t scared to count back to four and put one in ya face
k steel n-gga, favorite deuce-deuce and a third
teflon coat and ya body, juice loose on the curb
i serve you like a tennis ball, straight up diminish y’all
i position the compet-tion and when i’m finished
y’all can clear the calendar, call authority and tell they next of kin
we shot ’em like a crackhead, stabbed ’em up like a mexican
may he never flex again, not like he can
but just in case he get resurrected it’s best he understand
[hook] – repeat 2x
[bun b]
i see these n-ggas do a lot of talkin’ but they never back it up
thought the work that they movin’, all the paper they stackin’ up
you n-ggas got me crackin’ up
the only thing you sellin’ is wolf tickets, and we ain’t buyin’ them so pack it up
84’s, cl!ck-clack it up and down thomas
from westside to the east, we keep it “g” and that’s a promise
bunch of black osama’s, america’s most wanted
we criminal backgrounds, we ready to straight flaunt it
all it take is a sawed, drop a ho and instigator
messy motherf-ckers got to make it for an instant hater
i’mma lay ya down, like a baby ready to nap
cause i’mma trill n-gga ready to clap, now was’hap?
i slap a n-gga, stupid with a back hand wraith
and continue ’til n0body from your wack clan left
b-tch you might cheat death and you might cheat the dealer
but you never cheat the king of the underground on the realer
[hook] – repeat 2x
[t.i.]
p$c n-gga, u.g.k. alumni n-gga
free pimp c! lemme at ’em bun!
lemme tell ’em for a minute bun, share it to ya n-gga dun
said they got some ‘dro, but i’m the one them n-ggas get it from
they talkin’ sh-t it’s in they best interest to get a gun
grab the mack and now you spend a half a clip and them n-ggas ruuunnn
sissy n-ggas sweeter than a cinnabon
want ’em knocked off, we the ones you call to get it donnneee
lot of rappers say they g’s, i don’t feel ’em none (naw)
yeah i s..s..sold keys and i’mma still a dun
o.g. as usual, low key movin’
in a volt 3, don’t look {-gun sounds-} +u don’t know me+
gangsta, gangsta this ain’t the time
attention to pump a paint, sh-t i ain’t the kind
you don’t wanna see me that’s why i say no thanks to nines
ak’s, ar’s, man i can’t decide
i got the mind of a hustla, h-llacious grind
and i hold my city down like an anchor iron
[hook w/ t.i. ad libs] – repeat 2x
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