G-Shit Lyrics

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A thousand songs all facts

You bitch ass niggas must've wrote that shit in all caps

Cus its all cap

Life story for life story man we came a long way ya heard me

North baton rouge shit you know

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Talk to em

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Them same teachers that told me ill never be shit

I wish that they can see this me living out this G-shit

And you know im on some 3 shit

Yea them niggas got they wave

But im still on some me shit

Yea im still on that bitch by any means we gotta eat shit

Yea im still on that strip a nigga shake em by the feet shit

Yea im still on that

Im still on that fucking with my peeps shit

Im still on that clutching while I sleep shit

Pissing on my hands in central booking tryna beat the case

Kite to my lil brudda keep it gutta we gone be ok

You lil bitches never shot no pistols you aint see no cake

We was living witness in the trenches we aint see yo face

We was getting sentenced for that business where you plea yo case

Only way to make it is to take it we aint see no way

Opps had caught my nigga when they found him he was DOA

All the fallen soldiers aint around wish I can see yo face

Fought for this position you aint finish you aint see yo place

You gotta believe in the unseen thats how you see yo faith

Outchea in these streets where if you sleeping it could be your wake

Outchea in these streets could be your dog and it could be your snake

Ever since a jit when I was small I used to see the greats

Them niggas aint real as my dogs we gone be the greats

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When I was small I used to see the greats

Them niggas aint real as my dogs we gone be the greats

And all the bitches that told me ill never be shit

I know that they can see this me living out this G-shit

And you know im on some 3 shit

Yea them niggas got they wave

But im still on some me shit

Yea im still on that bitch by any means we gotta eat shit

Yea im still on that strip a nigga shake em by the feet shit

Yea im still on that

Im still on that fucking with my peeps shit

Im still on that clutching while I sleep shit

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I had to get it out the dirt its only right I bubble

It grew resilience we was children in the life of struggle

Aint have no groceries in that pantry we ate rice and butter

Grew up with vultures in my family made me twice as gutta

They know this shit come out the spirit when I write rebuttals

Though it was hard shit i thank God for every night we hustled

Every night we hustled

Just me and my niggas

But they was like my brothers

Mane this shit dont stop ya heard me

I aint gone never run outta shit to say

I aint gone never run out of shit to talk about

This shit happening every day

Young niggas out the trenches mane

Relentless

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