G’d Up (Remix) lyrics

by

Max B


[Produced by Ahk 2Gs]

[Intro: Max B]
Max B, you see?
There's a lot of speculation, right
(Henny the Don: I'm G'd up!)
Twenty million in the boil of hell
B2, come on! Gang Green, getting room
(Henny the Don: n*gga, I'm G'd up!)
Now we're in the studio chillin'
(Henny the Don: I'm G'd up!)

[Verse 1: Henny the Don]
Your mommy see me leaning in the beemer
Floating of the top rope they tell me dreamer
Feeling a type comfortable, hitting these chicks
With big di*ks, what we love to do you
That money, when it comes to this money
Bullets from the semi-auto running up to your tummy
I'm G'd up, tie me a n*gga up, mommy eat up
And now I'm trying to f*ck
I'm a professional pimp, don't stress a ho, b*tch
Get you for your whole sh*t
I'mma get this n*gga whole clips, I was in the Benz babe
I've seen poody room, I was in your crib, kid
I know where you live b*tch, I'm better off
Chevy Carrera Porsche and leather cloth
It's very short, tie you up, don't shot the bullet wound
Cut you up for the cheddar cause, aw
[Hook: Henny the Don]
How many a rider, always on the grind
I'm c*cking my nine, whenever it's time for crime
I'm G'd up, it's all a n*gga know
I'm G'd up, getting a lot of dough
I'm Gang Green, we hold it steady rolling
Pockets is heavy and all swollen, n*gga, I'm G'd up
Tie me a n*gga up, mommy eat up
And now I'm trying to fuzz

[Verse 2: Henny the Don]
Don't get it confused, we can get it on
But I'm always playing it cool, and n*ggas know I'm a rider
Cause before the singing and rapping I was cooking them pipes up
I get it popping, I don't play no games, I'm G'd up
I'm saying no names, I'm G'd up, I slain that cane
I rep that thing and plus I bang bang

[Verse 3: Max B]
Yo, I resemble it, seven-forty-feezy
n*ggas like Max how you do it so easy
Max, how you do it so freely
Chick touch, might as well join us
You n*ggas can't be us
Fifty on the side wearing my sneaker
Whitey, don't know if you noticed
I don't think he likes me
Tell me when he see me, come and fight me
He don't wanna do that
Ship him of to Mikey, he don't wanna move that
[Bridge: Henny the Don]
If you hustling in the streets
You all in your heat
Trying to stay low for the D's
They G'd up, stay G'd up
Throw it up if you're riding that 5
And you're busting your guns
Trying to keep your n*ggas alive
They G'd up, stay G'd up

[Hook 2x]
I'm Gang Green, we hold it steady rolling
Pockets is heavy and all swollen, n*gga, I'm G'd up
Tie me a n*gga up, mommy eat up
And now I'm trying to fuzz
How many a rider, always on the grind
I'm c*cking my nine, whenever it's time for crime
I'm G'd up, it's all a n*gga know
I'm G'd up, getting a lot of dough

[Outro: Max B]
Biggest B's, B2B Entertainment
Gang Green, Harlem Matriarch
We stick together baby, it's Harlem!
We back, okay... 2 G's
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