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Gerald K Sheppard
Gerald K Sheppard
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Gerald K Sheppard
Gerald K Sheppard
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CamGotHits
CamGotHits
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(Nigga, real g's don't die) (Uh, what we talkin' bout?) (Now what we talkin' bout?) (Yeah) What you see is what you get now Tryna get that Audemar on my wrist now Fuck the games, your boy tryna get rich now Paid in full with that Money Makin' Mitch smile I ain't playin', imma put you on to game, ho Dollar sign, what the fuck you think I slang for? You niggas act like we ballin' with the same score Like we cop the same chains from the same store Uh, you niggas lame-o's I kill these niggas, then I change clothes I spot them coppas in them plain clothes I'm smokin' herbal with some Jane Does You know the sayin' bro (What's the word?) Everyday anything goes I live my life to let the pain go, but the pain show I could deal with black clouds, just make the rain go Imma change the game, word to my name, yo Real g's don't die, but you know how the game go Look what I been through all in my life A nigga had to earn all of his stripes Made a sacrifice just to get right Real g's Uh, look how I done spent all of my days You niggas do crimes just to be paid I'm movin' on my grind just to be made Real g's Keep fightin' like a young Creed, watch my footwork This what real niggas listen to when they cook work I know them books work, but I ain't thinkin' like that Full bottle of Dusse but I ain't drinkin' like that I been burnin' more, my P.O. been stressin' me out And ex girls hit me up tryna mess with me now They checkin' me out and sweatin' my style Bag 3 bitches and make em' perform like Destiny's Child, Lord Forgive these niggas for sleepin' on a YoungN' Grind for a dollar, but you know them g's comin' Hot as a rhyme in the jects when the D's comin' Pay attention to my moves if you wanna see somethin', boy I'm hella legendary, you just very scary I do it for the love, like the middle of February All the shit I been through, I never panic or never worry On the road to the riches, my vision is never blurry, sucka Look what I been through all in my life A nigga had to earn all of his stripes Made a sacrifice just to get right Real g's Uh, look how I done spent all of my days You niggas do crimes just to be paid I'm movin' on my grind just to be made Real g's Look what I been through all in my life A nigga had to earn all of his stripes Made a sacrifice just to get right Real g's Uh, look how I done spent all of my days You niggas do crimes just to be paid I'm movin' on my grind just to be made Real g's (That shit hard)
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