A G'z Life II Lyrics

Mneshcorebar!

I squeeze mics at ease,Bars I please

You know this a G's life

Show what it feels like

Breeze in threes_polite

Me and my Siamese wife,she know the knife

And if the D's sight, my biz alright

My job be seeking, a hobby

On weekends, I'm Buffy probably

Sticking, grabbin', stabbin', in the cabin

The fluffy stuffy chicken Goblin

Freaking and gobbling ,na ulafi

Newbies sport Trukfit

True G's, I'm in the lab wit'

Jewellery's rock and truck shit

They still, tuck it

Check this Mack spit

That respect the racket,at hand

Fuck the crab shit

I'm trynna establish, understand

Fake ass rappers shouldn't have it!

Mistake 'em for clappers that could burs' it

I doubt it, and only trust heat

Mnesh rap class, 'bout it! 'bout it!

A year older, Im here bolder

Like some 'up here' boulder, I appear colder

Rap peers with Hova, rap tiers Holder

heavy duty Rovers_stuck on my shoulder

"Hey cutie,"Sunny Black told her

Your dear beauty struck the beholder, yeah, it's clear boobie who got the booty key holder ,butt holdup

Back to the thief's folder, do behold my four-leaf clover

Spliffs and doobies to be rolled up, from newbies called up

To a new biz called rap, truth is we was duly all that