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g-dep - i am (feat. kool g rap & rakim) lyrics

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g. rap and my n-gga g-dep
’bout to do it gorilla style, you heard
it’s a igloo-bad boy collabo thing you know?
y’all n-ggas ain’t ready for it

coming rambo style n-gga
two guns up
y’all n-ggas better duck down or get your cap lifted off
that’s how we doing it for the new millennium, you heard?

regardless of the wait, i’m gonna stay straight ghetto
everybody high, don’t n0body say h-llo
even when the sun shining it ain’t yellow
get out of the borough if you know it ain’t thorough

n-ggas play ball, awol, on the furlow
still came down on the furl and pumped hero
red and gray max’s keep as clean as ajax
ghettos sling cracks while you n-ggas pay tax

now how ghetto is this?
you can catch me in your hallway taking a p-ss
one hand on my d-ck, one hand on a spliff
burnt lips from the roach clip, yellow tips

if we ain’t closed, it i get ferocious
blow this whole sh-t and leave me in them roaches
in your car motion i cause commotion
and i probably need some lotion but i don’t get f-cked

i am a ghetto n-gga, you can tell in a talk
on the corner selling the snort
it’s h-ll in new york
won’t stop for a minute cops telling you walk

fake guards telling you pork
settle for shorts, running from court
newports, criminal thoughts
on the blocks bodies a court n0body supports

what’s a ghetto n-gga? thorough n-ggas that get cake
five boroughs of n-ggas do his [unverified] a [unverified] flip weight
change garments to trick jake, yo dis jake
i want it, yo i got warrants in six states

stay calm in a stolen whip with switched plates
snitches hate, i never leave a print to trace
only evidence i leave is hickies on chicks’ face
on the corner with the crooked n-ggas, but yo sh-t’s straight

we start war to leave with these seven revolvers
sh-ll case never touch the floor, sneaky ain’t sl!ck enough y’all
i’m man enough to put on a dress
creep up like grand-mama and bust y’all

get close enough to part your vest and tux off
who would have thought the lady with the car crush y’all
too smart to get caught, but i got fam up north
so if they put me in cuffs and court, f-ck y’all

i am a ghetto n-gga, you can tell in a talk
on the corner selling the snort
it’s h-ll in new york
won’t stop for a minute cops telling you walk

fake guards telling you pork
settle for shorts, running from court
newports, criminal thoughts
on the blocks bodies a court n0body supports

c-ck back the hammer, slow and pop that cantaloupe
for the venom in my python spit, it ain’t no antidote
jackpot from crack blocks, i was a man of dope
snapshots’ll get your camera broke

your hoes used to plan a gross with the hands toast
close and stand opposed
rubber bands of c-notes, grams of the c0ke
razor blade tuck the side the line, the banter of the c0ke

watching n-ggas die with my hand on they throat
sinkin’ river banks and wash up on land when they float
choking on your own words, should’ve watched the grammar you spoke
one last final approach, make your whole family ghost

bust bottles of cham and we toast, to your photo stamped in the post
s-x gland cut off jammed in your throat, man are you gross
b-tch hanging from a lamppost, we shoot from up close
blow cannons the most, catch an overdose
n-gga, we own the coast
[unverified]

i am a ghetto n-gga, you can tell in a talk
on the corner selling the snort
it’s h-ll in new york
won’t stop for a minute cops telling you walk

fake guards telling you pork
settle for shorts, running from court
newports, criminal thoughts
on the blocks bodies a court n0body supports

i am
i am

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