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glasses malone - g & jay thang كلمات الأغنية

[intro: jay rock]
g, just go in on these n_ggas

[verse 1: glasses malone & jay rock]
skip one through the six, this 7th street
jay rock goin’ hard for the letter b
eastside, on the gang
if this rap don’t sell, i’m back to robbin’ thangs
rob and bang at anything if we don’t get along (we don’t get along)
homie, f_ck your hood, you n_ggas hear the song (you hear it)
i know you fear malone, your ho feel malone (haha)
all in them guts when at the crib alone
i just give her bone
i ain’t gotta lie ’cause i’m a gutter guy
i don’t save ’em, give ’em d_ck and guidelines
the watts all_stars, you on the sideline
you benchwarmer, get you a set of pom_poms
shout out to tommy tom, my n_gga two t’s
dippin’ hoopties and coupes, now watch the roof leave
we in the zone, rock, what this, a two_three?
naw, this a triangle, bet we get a few rings
new bling, new whips, new cribs
new b_tch, new sig, new clips
that’s how we do sh_t, brand_new sh_t
we don’t do five, this a new six (hah)
we on the block with sweepers, not broomsticks
nothin’ less than five’ll get you dudes hit
[chorus: jay rock]
it’s like this and like that and like this and a—
it’s like that and like this and like that and a—
it’s like this and like that and like this and a—
g, creep to the mic like a phantom

[verse 2: glasses malone]
f_ck creepin’ to the mic, pull my tec out
and creep up on a n_gga benz, tell him step out
see his wrist game sick? what his neck ’bout? (what it’s ’bout?)
n_gga tryna have heart, but was chest out (boom)
i got the best clout, i am rap’s realest (tell ’em)
if a red rag trip, have a blood k!ll you (tell ’em)
if a crip get silly, can’t pay a visit (tell ’em)
this is more than rap music, every day, i live it (we live it)
you n_ggas walkin’ gimmicks, tryna be me (tryna be g)
i got zero stripes, the rider be g
that’s on cg, i rep the turf hard
hard as surfboards, you soft as nerf b_lls (hah)

[chorus: glasses malone]
it’s like this and like that and like this and a—
it’s like that and like this and like that and a—
it’s like this and we ain’t got no love for hoes
so just chill, this the next episode
[verse 3: jay rock & kendrick lamar]
fallin’ back on that ass, gun in the stash, kush in the blunt
105 eastbound and i’m punchin’ the gas
catch me on the h with dt liftin’ them weights
four sets of ten, bench pressin’ four plates
b_tches keep my d_ck in they mouth like colgate
strapped up ’cause they wishin’ they blood would flow late
jay rock, g malone, b_tch n_ggas, they gon’ hate
catch ’em in the flesh, they give us that stale face, p_ssy
out for more money, out for more power
more guns, less cowards
watt city don, blowin’ on bomb, k. dot, where you from? (city of compton)

[verse 4: kendrick lamar]
that’s where it takes place, catastrophic k. dot
quick to lay a motherf_cker down (pow_pow_pow)
droppin’ that funky sh_t make a n_gga hold his nose with a bear trap
your girl mooned me, then i fed her to the wolfpack
straight mack, got a cold cap like a forty and thought
n_gga, a b_tch only drink through a straw
guzzle it down, no h0m_
you get k!lled for free promo
this polaroid make a pro club logo (yo)

[verse 5: glasses malone]
i’m in that low_low, a brand_new benz four_door
picture me rollin’, means take a photo (uh)
you pinche joto (suck), you n_ggas so_so
if rock’s watts’ finest, then i’m the f_ckin’ logo (yeah)
whole the city know the b_i
respect for lil wayne, jay_z, and t.i. (d_mn)
spendin’ trap money since nelly made “e.i.”
and talkin’ g sh_t ’til i’m cypherin’ with bi
[outro: glasses malone]
g thang
ain’t nothin’ but a g thang, baby
g motherf_ckin’ malone, jay rock, haha
let’s go
ayy, yo, hold on, hold on, mute that, turn it off, let me talk to this n_gga, man
ayy, glasses, man, you gotta do that verse again, man, that sh_t ain’t bangin’ like the first one
you gotta go in
godd_mn, street, yo
i’m lookin’ at this mysp_ce, man
who is these b_tches, big dog?
i’m lookin’ at this one message, and the one ho done hit you about fifteen times
and i done sent her about fifteen messages too, tellin’ her
good d_ck come to hoes who wait

- glasses malone

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