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' Codene Shootin' nigga yeah I'm from north streets no bean
Work for some of my cousins down in Florida and they ain't boring
Díganme cuando me vean, mi muñeca en Jack Frost
No tengo que decir cuánto costó la apuesta motha f**kin
Estiramiento de 30" en la Escalade lac
Perra Soy de los proyectos que no me puedes perder con esa charla
Ponte al día en la sexta carretera desgarrando da asphault
Tomó dinero en efectivo y caminó
Jurado, me corró
Ochos en da Donk hacen que sea difícil de manejar
Dando con los negros, juro que tengo que sentir un poco de furia
Trappin en el hotel, puedes atraparme en la joyería
Un general y seguramente hombre me parezco nacarado
Tengo todo cerrado, dile a mamá que no te preocupes
(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 f**k me she f**ked the rest
Cuz I'm a A B C D E F G