This is a song about "G wagon"

Heavy weed smoker, get ounces for free

Can't play me by throwin a fake g/

I'm on my own shit

G-unit would make of it!

Go and diss me you're history missing g

You never gonna forgive me, but your so damn pretty

Now i can draw your face up pretty

But apparently its talent g,

The sight of great makes you cower in shame and get on a wagon

I keep my friends close, enemies closer, fuck both, i dont trust no one

But they can't do nothing to a g/

And my kick game beyond crazy

Rapping as i'm mocking deaf rock stars

Real g when i'm spitting bars

C’mon and let’s chill baby

But ion show no love g