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Текст песни:

[INTRO (Yung Joc)]
Is that right?
Block
Hustlenomic$
BNT ho!
A G is what a G does bay, my momma told me dat
BNT ho!
Dro, Bun-B, Yung Joc..let′s go

[Chorus]
I′m the seventh letter of the alphabet (I′m a G)
And in my pocket there ain′t ever nothin less
And if your bitch f**k me she f**ked the rest
Cuz I′m a A B C D E F G

[Verse 1: Yung Joc]
You can catch me in the A
Check my DNA
What can I say? I′m a G 100% all da way
The block on lock, jet like the chain gang
The hustlenomic$ piece back and forth when the chain swang
I′m blowin′ grandaddy just so I can maintain
I′m a G and I′ll tell ya bitch da same thang
Middle finga to ya pussies, nigga no shame
′77 Chevelle, same color cocaine
And I a true balla n G playin in da deck
Out with the young′ns nigga, get money and respect
You in that name droppin′ get u and yo mans wet
Nigga I′m a G now who the f**k u think u playin wit?

[Chorus x2]
I′m the seventh letter of the alphabet (I′m a G)
And in my pocket there ain′t ever nothin less
And if your bitch f**k me she f**ked the rest
Cuz I′m a A B C D E F G

[Verse 2: Young Dro]
Aiyyo, pull up on the scene
Bitch I′m cleaner than chlorine
Blockstar comin′ I′m proud of sellin′ ??
Shootin′ nigga yeah I′m from north streets no bean
Work for some of my cousins down in Florida and they ain′t boring

All I want is some more cream, my wrist on jack frost
Tellin′ me when they see me, my wrist on jack frost
I ain′t gotta say how much the motha f**kin bet cost
30" stretchas on the Escalade ??
Bitch I′m from the projects you can′t miss me wit dat rep talk
Catch me up on 6th road tearin′ up da asphault
Took alota cash and walked
Jury, scurred me
Eights on da ?? make it hard to steering
Swingin′ on dem niggas, swear I gotta feel some fury
Trappin at da hotel, you can catch me at the jewlery
A general and surely man I seem pearly
I got this shit locked, tell mom don′t worry

[Chorus x2]
I′m the seventh letter of the alphabet (I′m a G)
And in my pocket there ain′t ever nothin less
And if your bitch f**k me she f**ked the rest
Cuz I′m a A B C D E F G

[Verse 3: Bun-B]
You see me hop out of a ′08 somethin′ on 24′s
Rockin′ in newest da newest earrings, next seasons clothes
I guess that′s the reason ho′s stop drop tuck and roll
Like an inferno they turn over and suck a pole
I′m so f**kin′ cold I give a polar bear frost bite
You see my jewelry, you know what it cost right?
You see my jewelry, it′s bigger than your arm so
No tryin′ foolery and you won′t see the palm blow
Me da bomb ho, yung joc got da work, I need some hydro smoke and dro got da purp
Let me hear dem on da church and orchestra ronde vu
We meet some boppas, bottles, and don′t forget the bumpin too
Yeah, you know who′s keepin it trilla
Just name any thug, gangsta, soul-ja, or guerilla
I′ll snatch him up by his shouldas and strip off his strips
Cuz when you trill you don′t trip off da height, that ain′t my type

[Chorus x3]
I′m the seventh letter of the alphabet (I′m a G)
And in my pocket there ain′t ever nothin less
And if your bitch fuck me she f**ked the rest
Cuz I′m a A B C D E F G

@ Yung Joc

Текст песни:

-Young Joc,
-Yeah?
-I don′t think they ready for this waya.

Ohh... Cherish!
They make me wanna lose control (ah-ah)
Yeah (ah!)
You know who it is (ah-ah-ah-ah)
Joc, and... Dark Child

I′m in a wife beater twos seater cruise control (ah-ah!)
Pull up and ya girl might lose control (ah)
Not playas circle but a duffel bag boy (Oh-oh-oh-)
Guarantee they cant get enough of that boy( -oh-oh!!!)

Saw him from a distance and I watch him make his way to the bar
He walked up to me slowly whispers and he says I know who you are
I wanna get to know you

I can tell he was a player
But he knows just how to make ya
Lose control
Somehow I loewe

[Chorus:]
Shawty is a killa
But I really want him
And I gotta have him
Tonight
Straight heartbreaker
But it really don′t matter
′Cause I really want him
Tonight

The way he licks his lips
I′m in a infatuated state of mind, oh yeah
He′s so hard to resist
I gotta tell you baby boy you′re so fine
Just gotta have you, oh yeah

I can tell he was a player
But he knows just how to make ya
Lose control
If you only knew, that Shawty is a killa

[Chorus:]
Shawty is a killa
But I really want him (But I really want him)
And I gotta have him (And I gotta have him)
Tonight
Straight heartbreaker,
But it really don′t matter
′Cause I really want him
Tonight (Tonight)
Shawty is a killa
But I really want him
And I gotta have him
Tonight
Straight heartbreaker, (Heartbreaker)
But it really don′t matter
′Cause I really want him (′Cause I really want him)
Tonight (Tonight!)

Oh oh
It feels so wrong, that it must it must be right...
And I′m so high don′t wanna come down, just let me fly..!

[Young Joc]
(Don′t fot ′bot, hey, boult ubed en...)
Ay ay let me talk to um (Let′s go!)
My whips push but no car keys man (Yeah!)
Pop the top like a sardine can (Yeap!)
Wrist stay flooded like New Orlean′s man (man)
Lil′ boy cant stop I be ballin man (man)
Yeah I′m pretty sure dat ya heard da rumors (oooppss!)
Got beef bull with some big cawholas (Watch out now!)
I′m a pretty slick nigga like rick da rula (ah-ahs-ahs-ahs)
Keep one eye open and my hand on dat ruda
I rock da cladio (oup)
My shades gazel (presh)
I break hearts
I heartbreak a poustelle (spesh)
I treat yo chick like a pair of ones (wow! ah-ahs-ahs-ahs...)
Wear ha ass out one good time and shawty...

[Chorus:]
Shawty is a killa (Shawty is a killa!)
But I really want him (Oooh!!!)
And I gotta have him
Tonight (Tonight!)
Straight heartbreaker, (Straight Heartbreaker!)
But it really don′t matter (But it really don′t matter!)
′Cause I really want him (Ohhh baby!!!)
Tonight (Tonight!)
Shawty is a killa (I want you baby!)
But I really want him (Gotta have you baby!)
And I gotta have him (Even if this for tonight, I gotta have you!)
Tonight
Straight heartbreaker, (Oohho-oh!!)
But it really don′t matter
′Cause I really want him (Cause I really want you!)
Tonight (And I gotta haaa-aa-ave yooouuu!!!)

@ Yung Joc