G sh*t (Video Version) lyrics

[Verse 1: G Perico]
n*gga did that G sh*t, n*gga did that me sh*t
G runnin' 'round on that f*cked up police sh*t
They be asking questions but G‚ he ain't seen sh*t
G So Way Out‚ n' what he say‚ really mean it
G, he a fly Crip, G love to buy sh*t
G do dirt‚ so he always gotta hide sh*t
G don't like his babymama, G don't like no drama
Any problems, get the llama
These hoes like G n*gga‚ freak hoes want [?] n*gga
You just might see me with 'em
Lil' N is a G n*gga
You better not f*ck with me, n*gga, turn me up
Street sweep n*ggas, G bustin', get money
I be through everybody hood, G n*ggas know me
After I bust this move I'm going back to the hood
I'm a gangsta, I ain't up to no good

[Chorus: 𝘊𝘢𝘱 𝘔𝘪𝘨𝘰 & G Perico]
𝘎, 𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘭 '𝘦𝘮 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘵 𝘪𝘴
𝘕𝘪𝘨𝘨𝘢, 𝘸𝘦 𝘢𝘪𝘯'𝘵 𝘣𝘭𝘶𝘧𝘧
𝘕𝘪𝘨𝘨𝘢, 𝘸𝘦 𝘢𝘪𝘯'𝘵 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘵
[?] 𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯' 𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘺
Yeah, we really getting money
All the hoes wanna f*ck!
𝘞𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘯', 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘳𝘶𝘯𝘯𝘪𝘯'
𝘉𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘥𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘪𝘯', 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘦
𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘪𝘵𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘧𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘪𝘯
[?] 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘳𝘰𝘱 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘤𝘬 𝘮𝘦
𝘔𝘺 𝘸𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘵 [?] [?] [?]
𝘍𝘶𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘶𝘮, 𝘮𝘺 𝘳𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘺
𝘎𝘰𝘵 𝘣𝘪𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘴, 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘦
[?], [?] 𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘮𝘦
Gettin' racks, can't sit back
n*ggas talk but I live that
G boy, I been that
Call a b*tch, where your friends at
Me and my n*ggas wanna hit that
[Verse 2: G Perico]
G be at the [?] eatin' on shrimp, n*gga
G'll hit the valet talkin' major sh*t, n*gga
G got a whole gang of haters in your clique, n*gga
G'll put a gang of activator in his sh*t, n*gga
He be in the hood, got the Migo on standby
If he say kilo, he gon' think he an FBI
G be hitting corners with that muhf*ckin' [?]
That n*gga been hit with a chopper but he still alive
G be on the go, sh*t, G don't trust no b*tch
All these hoes need to stop hatin' on this [?]
G is a real one, he ain't just pop up
G got a reputation, G stay guap-ed up
G do a lot of sh*t that he ain't even got to
Try to add pressure then G gon' pop you
G really real, fooly
Yeah, hittin' corners with the tooly

[Chorus: 𝘊𝘢𝘱 𝘔𝘪𝘨𝘰 & G Perico]
𝘎, 𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘭 '𝘦𝘮 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘵 𝘪𝘴
𝘕𝘪𝘨𝘨𝘢, 𝘸𝘦 𝘢𝘪𝘯'𝘵 𝘣𝘭𝘶𝘧𝘧
𝘕𝘪𝘨𝘨𝘢, 𝘸𝘦 𝘢𝘪𝘯'𝘵 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘵
[?] 𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯' 𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘺
Yeah, we really getting money
All the hoes wanna f*ck!
𝘞𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘯', 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘳𝘶𝘯𝘯𝘪𝘯'
𝘉𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘥𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘪𝘯', 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘦
𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘪𝘵𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘧𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘪𝘯
[?] 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘳𝘰𝘱 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘤𝘬 𝘮𝘦
𝘔𝘺 𝘸𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘵 [?] [?] [?]
𝘍𝘶𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘶𝘮, 𝘮𝘺 𝘳𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘺
𝘎𝘰𝘵 𝘣𝘪𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘴, 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘦
[?], [?] 𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘮𝘦
Gettin' racks, can't sit back
n*ggas talk but I live that
G boy, I been that
Call a b*tch, where your friends at
Me and my n*ggas wanna hit that
[Outro: G Perico]
I got the heart of a gangster
And the mind of a pimp
Why these n*gga be hatin'?
f*ck it, I'm getting rich
I got the heart of a gangster
And the mind of a pimp
Why these n*gga be hatin'?
f*ck it, I'm getting rich
I got the heart of a gangster
And the mind of a pimp
I got the heart of gangster
And the mind of a pimp