G-Shit Lyrics & Tabs by Webbie
G-Shit
guitar chords lyrics
Yeah, trill entertainment young savage
I'm all the way gangsta
I heard they wanted G-shit
Well, I'ma G it to you nigga
Tell me what you know about me
W E B B I E
A K A trill E N T
Young S A V A G E nigga
In the streets that where I be that's where I'm at 'cuz
That's where I was way before the fuckin' rap 'cuz
Tryin' law cap get yo ass capped 'cuz
Or in the muthafuckin' trunk behind the speakaz
I pack gatz like them old school beepaz
Bitch you got that work but you workin' them people, yeah
Talkin' shit like a hoe about me huh
I pack gatz like them old school beepaz
Bitch you got that work but you workin' them people, yeah
Talkin' shit like a hoe about me huh
So like a man I'ma murk you when I see ya
Catch yo bitch on that cell phone shoot up up her Nokia
You ain't stupid you got ears bitch you know I'm for real
Get that chainsaw and let you feel that pain that I feel
Slice yo ass all the way down from yo brain to yo ear
You want G-shit shit
You want G-shit shit
You want G-shit shit
You want G-shit shit
Well, I'ma give it to ya
Well, I'ma give it to ya
Well, I'ma give it to ya
Well, I'ma give it to ya
I'm about business nigga an' in the kitchen nigga
Got long bread I can hit you from long distance nigga
I'ma bad bitch getta, a picky picky nigga
Gotta have a straight face some ass and some titties nigga
I'ma untamed gorilla cut throat muthafucka
Threw my 18 years I done pulled all types of hustles
You don't wanna start nothing 'cuz the whole boot comin'
Might ass well ask Stevie Wonder nigga I ain't seen nothing
Fuck another nigga business I'ma mind my own
Before I get in another nigga shit I'ma find my own
Yeah, play with me and bullets slang like stones
Ain't no sense in wearing vestes 'cuz those bullets catch domes
But'cha know my vest I never leave without that
Since them pussy ass niggas tried to shoot in my chest
We want that real gangsta shit that's what the real niggas stress
Put the savage in the mic it's a bet
You want G-shit shit
You want G-shit shit
You want G-shit shit
You want G-shit shit
Well, I'ma give it to ya
Well, I'ma give it to ya
Well, I'ma give it to ya
Well, I'ma give it to ya
I ain't at home unless I'm right where the block at
I keep a ghetto ass bitch out the projects
Don't sell weed 'cuz I smoke it bitch I sell crack
Don't buy pussy 'cuz it's free bitch I buy lacs
I got stacks 'cuz I'm all about cake
Real niggas I done jacked real niggas bare face
Keep a muthafucka K, keep more than one clip
I'ma muthafuckin' playa I keep more than one bitch
The real deal so they steal my shit
It's all trill real rappers don't stop with these hits
It comes to real, I'm the realest, I'm the trill familylidist
You want gangsta shit so that's how you gone get it
You want G-shit shit
You want G-shit shit
You want G-shit shit
You want G-shit shit
Well, I'ma give it to ya
Well, I'ma give it to ya
Well, I'ma give it to ya
Well, I'ma give it to ya
