When you a G, niggaz wanna be like you
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because a G has images that they look up to
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but some don't make it, so they fakin the funk
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They get hot and they be poppin that gangsta junk
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but that ain't G, that ain't even close, nah that ain't shit
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It ain't about who can bang or slang the most 'caine
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and ki's or O's, sport new clothes
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or about who can fuck the most hoes
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Cause it's a mind-state, it's playin it's manipulatin
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It's winnin from the freakin and manuervin and then captivatin
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Livin the life that make the bitches wanna fiend and dream
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and all the jealous niggaz mean and scheme
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And weak minor suckaz they wanna show they ass
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but a nigga like Quik'll check em real fast
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They don't know the real and so they quick to assume
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that's why they shut up when I enter the room
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cause I'm a G
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"Playin tough..
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but them niggaz ain't really rough..
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CREAMPUFFS is a better word than tough!"
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[DJ Quik]
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When you a G, attention is yours when you demonstrate power
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and game the untrues imitate
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They get frustrated, they sock girls and slam doors
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but when you're a G you just check yours
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Takin up the slack, all the way around
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and then my back got yours, then we ain't goin down
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Like Playa Hamm said, it's the thing that I pray for
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and play for, that I slay for
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Cause I'm the G when it comes to a funky track
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I'm the G when it comes to the whole sack
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I'm the G when it comes to decision makin
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I'm the G that got all these niggaz blinkin
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I'm the G that's young and intimidatin
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I'm the G never sprung got the bitches waitin
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I'm the G suckaz fear because I'm strong
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and I'm the G, never standin alone
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Fadin em - left to right, front back to center
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I'm a natural born winner
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I got connects on a quest to be true
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so I won't teach you what I know;
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I'ma teach you what YOU KNOW - yo
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My game is tight so if you're lookin and listenin and learnin
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apply it to yours and you'll earn respect in abundance
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And you can never be checked see
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when you're a motherfuckin G
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"Y'all better get hip..
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and come off this trip..
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wit'cho ?? killin asses"
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[Playa Hamm]
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The G-ness, when you a G it's the description
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The suckaz are fearin it, cause in the mack they keep on hearin it
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They wish they could neglect it
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but they can't so they disrespect it
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and when they run up, yeah they get chin-checked
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When you a G, backs to backs never duckin
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Suckaz freakin yo' bitches though, dismissin the hoes
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before a bigga nigga, when you a G you're the teacher
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Any other way that I coulda come just might not reach ya
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The G-ness, such as my gangsta mentality
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The G-ness, such is the greatness of my pals and me
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Destiny's testin, trueness of character
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Since I'm a G, fuck with my brothers that fucks with me
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Come to the Penthouse if you want if you aren't true
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and journey through the mind of a G since he ain't you
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It ain't just the mack or the sack or the strong back
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It ain't just the plain simple fact we got all that
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It ain't just the dead weight, that we droppin daily
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Crews I don't forget, cause my memory don't fail me
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Those that know know I know that they do
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Those who are wondering? (Motherfuck you)
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I only owe to P.P.C. - a chosen few
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I got Players all around me, doin what they want to
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The rise of the wise got suckaz droppin like flies
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when you a G nigga, peepin the prize from these eyes
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"Low down.. niggaz" "What?"
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"Low down.. niggaz" "What?"
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"Low down.. niggaz" "What?"
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"Niggaz.." "What?"
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"Niggaz.." "Hell yeah!"
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When You're a Gee
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| DJ Quik |
