On hip hop and grime my g,
You see now that nigga lonely
Castrate madness wif cage freed from kassem g
Cause im on sum g shityoung money
High heel wearer, hell of a body
Shady, fifty, d.r.e., d o double g,
It ain't hard to make money
But ion show no love g
Yeah, it's all natural baby
Can't play me by throwin a fake g/
Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free
And she fucking me cuz im a fucking g
G-unit would make of it!
Gotti here, i’m in this shit
We call each other homie g,
You a lady boss, now you fly free
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