G-2000 Lyrics
| Song | G-2000 |
| Artist | Too Short |
| Album | Can't Stay Away |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Coleman, Dawson, Montalvo ... | |
| What y'all know about this shit man, okay | |
| Yeah (niggaz desperate to be) nationwide baby | |
| (But don't really know what it means to be) | |
| A new millenium (a real true G) | |
| Niggaz say, there's gotta be a whole different crew on the set | |
| (Gangsters live and gangsters ride) | |
| Just to rearrange the whole game (it's hard to survive, either do or die) | |
| And that's what my niggaz is doin (in this gangster life) | |
| That's what we doin, come check us out, yo | |
| Us young niggaz came up with nothin but hopes and dreams | |
| Obscene intentions, picture perfect for the pinchin | |
| A new invention to this dope game, I'm slangin CD's | |
| instead of cocaine, meanwhile takin it in and gainin mo' game | |
| My background descended from the hustlers and pimps | |
| True redemption for you niggaz, I blew up like the blimp | |
| Strong attempts to make these power moves, nationwide we devour crews | |
| My momma told me never follow fools | |
| On the backstreets, gat beats, had her runnin like track meets | |
| Tax freak, class G, servin up them crack trees | |
| Joe Rizza, rhyme blizza, from the streets 'til I take my roll | |
| I take control, bank fold, ain't never gon' sell my soul | |
| I stay committed, when shit go down in my town they say I did it | |
| I gots ta get it, and when yo' stash look touched you know I hit it | |
| You won't admit it, we bring it hella from that Detroit city | |
| Nitty gritty, kick so much ass it gets my gators shitty | |
| Niggaz desperate to be | |
| But don't really know what it means to be | |
| A real true G | |
| Gangsters live and gangsters ride | |
| It's hard to survive, either do or die | |
| In this gangster li-iiiiiiiife | |
| Dirty repercussions, nasty destruction, I'm talkin I'm bustin | |
| Dumpin bullets in my foes, trigger pullin on you hoes | |
| Born with the soul of a soldier; you don't even know what it means | |
| to be a G well fuck with me and I'ma show ya | |
| The definition, of a killer nigga, get that nigga | |
| Bring him to me but don't kill him, let me deal with him | |
| Cause I'ma peel him with my scalp, wodie shoulda kept his mouth closed | |
| Now it's gonna scream high notes, like some altos | |
| My nigga the war is true to down my haters and imitators, smash niggaz to pieces | |
| Slash the anger from my gun crucify you bitches like Jesus | |
| Squash beef, respect those when my niggaz roll through | |
| You claimin a side I'm claimin trues when you make yo' move I make my move | |
| Showtime fool, as I think about how you chin checked | |
| Any minute they drop like two bitches beggin to get wet | |
| Have some respect, cause on my team, a nigga marine | |
| Stayin a foot off you scrubs, showin no love to all these hoe fiends | |
| 360 degrees fool! Shit, I burn like a Pyrex | |
| So which one of you motherfuckers wanna step up, and die next? | |
| Appetite for mutilation, gangster 2000 | |
| An operation no time for debatin, my troops is waitin | |
| We roll like Dayton, wires, we keep yo' block on fire | |
| Not Juvenile, but I crush empires, fuckin with me | |
| I hurt you, like a Jamaican {?} | |
| My bitch get evil like {?} a nigga murder mad | |
| Niggaz desperate to be | |
| But don't really know what it means to be | |
| A real true G | |
| Gangsters live and gangsters ride | |
| It's hard to survive, either do or die | |
| In this gangster li-iiiiiiiife | |
| [female singer] | |
| Gangster (*8X*) | |
| To all the true gangsters | |
| Gangster (*8X*) | |
| To all my true gangsters |
| zuo ci : Coleman, Dawson, Montalvo ... | |
| What y' all know about this shit man, okay | |
| Yeah niggaz desperate to be nationwide baby | |
| But don' t really know what it means to be | |
| A new millenium a real true G | |
| Niggaz say, there' s gotta be a whole different crew on the set | |
| Gangsters live and gangsters ride | |
| Just to rearrange the whole game it' s hard to survive, either do or die | |
| And that' s what my niggaz is doin in this gangster life | |
| That' s what we doin, come check us out, yo | |
| Us young niggaz came up with nothin but hopes and dreams | |
| Obscene intentions, picture perfect for the pinchin | |
| A new invention to this dope game, I' m slangin CD' s | |
| instead of cocaine, meanwhile takin it in and gainin mo' game | |
| My background descended from the hustlers and pimps | |
| True redemption for you niggaz, I blew up like the blimp | |
| Strong attempts to make these power moves, nationwide we devour crews | |
| My momma told me never follow fools | |
| On the backstreets, gat beats, had her runnin like track meets | |
| Tax freak, class G, servin up them crack trees | |
| Joe Rizza, rhyme blizza, from the streets ' til I take my roll | |
| I take control, bank fold, ain' t never gon' sell my soul | |
| I stay committed, when shit go down in my town they say I did it | |
| I gots ta get it, and when yo' stash look touched you know I hit it | |
| You won' t admit it, we bring it hella from that Detroit city | |
| Nitty gritty, kick so much ass it gets my gators shitty | |
| Niggaz desperate to be | |
| But don' t really know what it means to be | |
| A real true G | |
| Gangsters live and gangsters ride | |
| It' s hard to survive, either do or die | |
| In this gangster liiiiiiiiife | |
| Dirty repercussions, nasty destruction, I' m talkin I' m bustin | |
| Dumpin bullets in my foes, trigger pullin on you hoes | |
| Born with the soul of a soldier you don' t even know what it means | |
| to be a G well fuck with me and I' ma show ya | |
| The definition, of a killer nigga, get that nigga | |
| Bring him to me but don' t kill him, let me deal with him | |
| Cause I' ma peel him with my scalp, wodie shoulda kept his mouth closed | |
| Now it' s gonna scream high notes, like some altos | |
| My nigga the war is true to down my haters and imitators, smash niggaz to pieces | |
| Slash the anger from my gun crucify you bitches like Jesus | |
| Squash beef, respect those when my niggaz roll through | |
| You claimin a side I' m claimin trues when you make yo' move I make my move | |
| Showtime fool, as I think about how you chin checked | |
| Any minute they drop like two bitches beggin to get wet | |
| Have some respect, cause on my team, a nigga marine | |
| Stayin a foot off you scrubs, showin no love to all these hoe fiends | |
| 360 degrees fool! Shit, I burn like a Pyrex | |
| So which one of you motherfuckers wanna step up, and die next? | |
| Appetite for mutilation, gangster 2000 | |
| An operation no time for debatin, my troops is waitin | |
| We roll like Dayton, wires, we keep yo' block on fire | |
| Not Juvenile, but I crush empires, fuckin with me | |
| I hurt you, like a Jamaican ? | |
| My bitch get evil like ? a nigga murder mad | |
| Niggaz desperate to be | |
| But don' t really know what it means to be | |
| A real true G | |
| Gangsters live and gangsters ride | |
| It' s hard to survive, either do or die | |
| In this gangster liiiiiiiiife | |
| female singer | |
| Gangster 8X | |
| To all the true gangsters | |
| Gangster 8X | |
| To all my true gangsters |
| zuò cí : Coleman, Dawson, Montalvo ... | |
| What y' all know about this shit man, okay | |
| Yeah niggaz desperate to be nationwide baby | |
| But don' t really know what it means to be | |
| A new millenium a real true G | |
| Niggaz say, there' s gotta be a whole different crew on the set | |
| Gangsters live and gangsters ride | |
| Just to rearrange the whole game it' s hard to survive, either do or die | |
| And that' s what my niggaz is doin in this gangster life | |
| That' s what we doin, come check us out, yo | |
| Us young niggaz came up with nothin but hopes and dreams | |
| Obscene intentions, picture perfect for the pinchin | |
| A new invention to this dope game, I' m slangin CD' s | |
| instead of cocaine, meanwhile takin it in and gainin mo' game | |
| My background descended from the hustlers and pimps | |
| True redemption for you niggaz, I blew up like the blimp | |
| Strong attempts to make these power moves, nationwide we devour crews | |
| My momma told me never follow fools | |
| On the backstreets, gat beats, had her runnin like track meets | |
| Tax freak, class G, servin up them crack trees | |
| Joe Rizza, rhyme blizza, from the streets ' til I take my roll | |
| I take control, bank fold, ain' t never gon' sell my soul | |
| I stay committed, when shit go down in my town they say I did it | |
| I gots ta get it, and when yo' stash look touched you know I hit it | |
| You won' t admit it, we bring it hella from that Detroit city | |
| Nitty gritty, kick so much ass it gets my gators shitty | |
| Niggaz desperate to be | |
| But don' t really know what it means to be | |
| A real true G | |
| Gangsters live and gangsters ride | |
| It' s hard to survive, either do or die | |
| In this gangster liiiiiiiiife | |
| Dirty repercussions, nasty destruction, I' m talkin I' m bustin | |
| Dumpin bullets in my foes, trigger pullin on you hoes | |
| Born with the soul of a soldier you don' t even know what it means | |
| to be a G well fuck with me and I' ma show ya | |
| The definition, of a killer nigga, get that nigga | |
| Bring him to me but don' t kill him, let me deal with him | |
| Cause I' ma peel him with my scalp, wodie shoulda kept his mouth closed | |
| Now it' s gonna scream high notes, like some altos | |
| My nigga the war is true to down my haters and imitators, smash niggaz to pieces | |
| Slash the anger from my gun crucify you bitches like Jesus | |
| Squash beef, respect those when my niggaz roll through | |
| You claimin a side I' m claimin trues when you make yo' move I make my move | |
| Showtime fool, as I think about how you chin checked | |
| Any minute they drop like two bitches beggin to get wet | |
| Have some respect, cause on my team, a nigga marine | |
| Stayin a foot off you scrubs, showin no love to all these hoe fiends | |
| 360 degrees fool! Shit, I burn like a Pyrex | |
| So which one of you motherfuckers wanna step up, and die next? | |
| Appetite for mutilation, gangster 2000 | |
| An operation no time for debatin, my troops is waitin | |
| We roll like Dayton, wires, we keep yo' block on fire | |
| Not Juvenile, but I crush empires, fuckin with me | |
| I hurt you, like a Jamaican ? | |
| My bitch get evil like ? a nigga murder mad | |
| Niggaz desperate to be | |
| But don' t really know what it means to be | |
| A real true G | |
| Gangsters live and gangsters ride | |
| It' s hard to survive, either do or die | |
| In this gangster liiiiiiiiife | |
| female singer | |
| Gangster 8X | |
| To all the true gangsters | |
| Gangster 8X | |
| To all my true gangsters |
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