G-sh*t lyrics

by

Young Buck


[Intro: Young Buck]
You know what it is, G-Unit, SAA-OUTH!!

[Pre-verse: Starlito]
Ha, geah, geah, I'm the Prince of tha 'Ville
I'm the Prince of tha 'Ville
Ha
All Star

[Verse: Starlito]
Lyrics wise, I'm the best man, ya already know
So dis time around I'm gon' dumb down my flow, man
There's very few rappers use to get it off snow
From my mouf to y'all ears, man these n*ggas is ho's
Runnin' around to the boss, sayin' how fake I am
Then ya see me in tha streets and ya shakin' my hand (What up Stunna?)
Then you pull off in ya ride and ya playin' my jam
n*gga make up ya mind, is you a hata or fan? Damn!
Y'all n*ggas actin' way too tough
Don't make me send my n*ggas through, dat make you shut the f*ck up (Shhh)
I ain't gettin' into all the he say she say
My n*ggas take hits like Buck and D-Tay, yeah
Tell me whatchu know about Star?
Pull out from tha club with ya b*tch in the car!
Have her mind blown from that sh*t in a jar
And pop anutha bottle, 'nutha twist, another [?]
Easy get anutha b*tch, f*ck it, we all rich (f*ck It!)
Shiit, if we ain't, cha baby mama convinced (Ha ha)
Yeah, if he ain't, how he talk so slick 'cause on tha low in 04, he really bought those bricks, yea (I promise)
Tha case is beat, we f*ckin' wit' rap and Pac-Man runnin' wit' us, so they callin' him bad
He officially grind hard, so how gutta's dat
East-side heavy hittas don't do nuthin' but trap
Yeah, tha streets respect a n*gga 'cause I grind and ball
They say Star even gettin' love behind tha walls
Take dis mixtape money, go and buy me a coup'
See, I'm remindin' you, of what you tryna do
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