Be A G lyrics

by

Drake


[Intro: Juicy J]
Project Pat
Yo boy Juicy J
You'll never be a G, You'll never be a G

[Chorus: Project Pat]
I done sold them grams
Rob n*ggas for cash
I done bust that thompa on plenty n*ggas ass
Broke down plenty bills
So much clientele
Went to jail would never tell but some of you n*ggas will
Cause you'll never ever ever ever ever be a G
Cause you'll never ever ever ever ever be a G
Cause you'll never ever ever ever ever be a G

[Verse 1: Project Pat]
When I was young, had that chopper c*cking
Project Pat was robbin'
Like the grinch b*tch, taking sh*t
Filling up my socket
Cap, on my skull
n*gga, better wipe off that mug
n*gga like Pat don't give no f*ck
Hustlin' that thompa screaming Thug Life
Like 2Pac
Went to jail and never ratted
Held it down for all my dogs
Hustlers prayer on my arm tatted
pus*y n*gga real acrobatic
Flipping on your homie
I'm the state you the felony
I'm fifty carats you the phony
Hit a lick
Made for fifty yams, took it off your ass
This the street, who you trustin' foo
Put that in the stash
Rob my way, pull a move like that
No coming back
Just these chains
Fifty rocks for fifty shots
In yo ass
[Chorus: Project Pat]
I done sold them grams
Rob n*ggas for cash
I done bust that thompa on plenty n*ggas ass
Broke down plenty bills
So much clientele
Went to jail would never tell but some of you n*ggas will
Cause you'll never ever ever ever ever be a G
Cause you'll never ever ever ever ever be a G
Cause you'll never ever ever ever ever be a G

[Verse 2: Juicy J]
Let me borrow yo b*tch, just for tonight
I'll get her so f*cking high, you think she just caught a flight
She ride my di*k like a bike, I tell her suck it don't bite
And you still cuffin' da ho, like you Miami Vice
Juicy J don't love these b*tches, I just make love to these b*tches
And send them back to that same n*gga, that hug them and kiss them
I go to sleep with my money, I cuddle all up on my dough
I wake up to that paper and then I go get some mo'
f*ck n*gga what you talkin' bout we don't talk it out
We yellow tape and white chalk it out
Live everyday like a home run, what I'm trying to say is we ball out
Yo bedroom and yo living room be right inside my doghouse
I'm searching hard for a f*ck to give but I'm sorry, looks like I'm all out
[Chorus: Project Pat]
I done sold them grams
Rob n*ggas for cash
I done bust that thompa on plenty n*ggas ass
Broke down plenty bills
So much clientele
Went to jail would never tell but some of you n*ggas will
Cause you'll never ever ever ever ever be a G
Cause you'll never ever ever ever ever be a G
Cause you'll never ever ever ever ever be a G
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