G-shit Lyrics - Webbie

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 

So like a man I'ma murk you when I see ya 

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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 

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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 

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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