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letra de i’m a g - babyfxce e

[intro]
g, i’m a motherf-ckin’ gangster, i’m a motherf-ckin’ g
i’m a motherf-ckin’ gangster, i’m a motherf-ckin’ g (yeah)
i’m a motherf-ckin’ gangster, i’m a motherf-ckin’ g (real striker boy, m block, n-gga, all that sh-t)
i’m a motherf-ckin’ gangster, i’m a motherf-ckin’— (huh)
b-tch (thank you, jxlan, i appreciate you, man)

[verse 1]
n-gga, i’m a motherf-ckin’ g
feel like baby pimp c the way i’m pourin’ all this lean
you might catch me up in florida with some bad b-tch on a ski
i used to package so much weed, if i was to grab somethin’, it’d be green
man, the trap don’t trap itself, if you outside, you ain’t gon’ eat, huh
this girl grown as h-ll, she still tryna f-ck, alicia keys
and i’ma do it (uh-huh)
you can keep that crazy sh-t, b-tch, i been through it (on god)
“oh, you babyfxce e? i’m a big fan of all your music” (huh)
i rock dior and louis, i ain’t no fan of all that gucci (huh)
k!lled it in the bed, we had a candlelight for her coochie (that sh-t dead)

[chorus]
i might push up twenty-twos on a h-llcat with some ruccis (huh)
do a n-gga bad like juice, but this time, it ain’t gon’ be no movie (frrt)
ain’t the first n-gga i ever scammed, so it’s cool, you ain’t gotta feel stupid (it’s alright)
my n-gga took it out my hand, ’cause if he didn’t, i was finna start shootin’ (he knowin’)
[interlude]
what you say?
i said these hoes, they been playin’ you, think they a fan
playin’ what? huh?
i said these hoes, they been playin’ you, i think they a fan

[verse 2]
i’m gangster, i’ll do you like big meech and ‘nem (n-gga)
never been no drought on the striker, n-gga, you know i keep ’em in (i’m knowin’)
n-ggas always been slimy, i ain’t know how, i just ain’t see it then (how?)
i can’t miss for sh-t, i must be shootin’ on a bigger rim (huh)
rinse that bottle out before you give it to neph’, that sh-t got trish in it
oh, you like me like that? then come over and do my dishes then (come on)
if you ain’t really slime, then you cooked
before i was even signed, i was shinin’ with no push (on bro)
throw the m block up, bro, that’s the hood (hood)
threw so many ones, can’t see the floor up in the club

[chorus]
i might push up twenty-twos on a h-llcat with some ruccis
do a n-gga bad like juice, but this time, it ain’t gon’ be no movie
ain’t the first n-gga i ever scammed, so it’s cool, you ain’t gotta feel stupid
my n-gga took it out my hand, ’cause if he didn’t, i was finna start shootin’

[outro]
i might push up twenty-twos on a h-llcat with some ruccis
do a n-gga bad like juice, but this time, it ain’t gon’ be no movie
ain’t the first n-gga i ever scammed, so it’s cool, you ain’t gotta feel stupid
my mans came took it out my hand, ’cause if he wasn’t, i was finna start shootin’

- babyfxce e

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