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Letra : Gangsters Anonymous
Uh-huh, yeah, look
I got a problem, I can't stay up out the hood
Innerprizin' diamonds shining hard, looking good
Escalade V with the smoked-out wood
Know these hating n***as wanna be me if they could
Always keep a nine stuffed tight in my britches
Don't bring nobody 'round 'cause them n***as might be snitches
What I been through don't matter 'cause I'm getting it
Shook n***as off, ever since I been killing it
Feeling like AD, b*t*h, I got the juice
Hand out the moonroof throwing up the Deuce
Bring your homegirl 'cause she could get it too
Throwing money in the sky 'cause I'm in a good mood
Hitting corners in a S580
When they see mе in the ghetto, they likе "G, is you crazy?"
Headed to the Crypto, sitting on the floor
Jump up and Crip walk when Westbrook score
Uh, yeah, f**k a n***a mean?
What the f**k you talking 'bout if it ain't about me?
Yeah, uh, I'm number one
All these n***as making top ten lists be some bums
Where you stay? What you built? What you drive?
N***as ain't made a motherf**kin' dime
N***as ain't worth my motherf**kin' time
And that sh*t keep slipping, so I'm stuck on the grind
Yeah, my name's G, I'm a addict
I'm a gangster and I thugs with a pa**ion
I can't shake it, every day I gotta have it
In love with the life, the hoes, the fashion
Yeah, I'm just fighting my addiction
Ain't found nothing that could fix it
In love with this Clicc sh*t
Still down to ride out and chip sh*t
Tatts on my body say what the f**k it is
I hit Melrose, Maxfield and Saks Fifth
Then I'm back to the hood
Tried to stay away, but I just couldn't do it
Every day in the streets I know my life on the line
Ain't no pressure, I feel fine
I tote Hecklers, AP9s
Why is it a crime to protect me and mine?
Spent one point one just on a quarter acre
I was 'bout to stop rappin', but I'm really getting paper
It really ain't no love, they only call for a favor
Everywhere I go I'm a motherf**kin' gangster
G Perico
Innerprize
Gangsters Anonymous
I'm addicted to this sh*t, man
I got a problem, I can't stay up out the hood
Innerprizin' diamonds shining hard, looking good
Escalade V with the smoked-out wood
Know these hating n***as wanna be me if they could
Always keep a nine stuffed tight in my britches
Don't bring nobody 'round 'cause them n***as might be snitches
What I been through don't matter 'cause I'm getting it
Shook n***as off, ever since I been killing it
Feeling like AD, b*t*h, I got the juice
Hand out the moonroof throwing up the Deuce
Bring your homegirl 'cause she could get it too
Throwing money in the sky 'cause I'm in a good mood
Hitting corners in a S580
When they see mе in the ghetto, they likе "G, is you crazy?"
Headed to the Crypto, sitting on the floor
Jump up and Crip walk when Westbrook score
Uh, yeah, f**k a n***a mean?
What the f**k you talking 'bout if it ain't about me?
Yeah, uh, I'm number one
All these n***as making top ten lists be some bums
Where you stay? What you built? What you drive?
N***as ain't made a motherf**kin' dime
N***as ain't worth my motherf**kin' time
And that sh*t keep slipping, so I'm stuck on the grind
Yeah, my name's G, I'm a addict
I'm a gangster and I thugs with a pa**ion
I can't shake it, every day I gotta have it
In love with the life, the hoes, the fashion
Yeah, I'm just fighting my addiction
Ain't found nothing that could fix it
In love with this Clicc sh*t
Still down to ride out and chip sh*t
Tatts on my body say what the f**k it is
I hit Melrose, Maxfield and Saks Fifth
Then I'm back to the hood
Tried to stay away, but I just couldn't do it
Every day in the streets I know my life on the line
Ain't no pressure, I feel fine
I tote Hecklers, AP9s
Why is it a crime to protect me and mine?
Spent one point one just on a quarter acre
I was 'bout to stop rappin', but I'm really getting paper
It really ain't no love, they only call for a favor
Everywhere I go I'm a motherf**kin' gangster
G Perico
Innerprize
Gangsters Anonymous
I'm addicted to this sh*t, man
