G'D Up
Album: Beg for Mercy
Release Date: 11/14/03
Label: Interscope Records
Explicit version of "G'D Up" lyrics
Ah
Ain't it amazing how crazy the hood done made me?
Feels like my emotions are froze
I stay G'd up
It's the things I done seen and the s*** I been through
That make my heart turn cold
I stay G'd up
I'm a gangsta you find out for sure
If you ever step on my toes
I stay G'd up
When I'm hangin' out that window with that AK
Fillin' your punk ass with holes
I stay G'd up
Cocaine
I'm mule on that Greyhound from N
Paper chase
My road dog's on parole his baby girl's four years old
We play the block
Kill you for your crack spot take everything your ass got
Semi-automatic spray
Niggas talkin' in the hood
In November you make my s*** list if you did you can cancel Christmas
I'll send you a gift niggas'll come and leave your ass twisted
Them hollow tip shells burn baby burn
See niggas get merked up
I seen it all crystal clear so I keep my pistol near
Heart's never full of fear
Of what's going on around me
I go wit a smile on my face when it's my time kid
Ain't it amazing how crazy the hood done made me?
Feels like my emotions are froze
I stay G'd up
It's the things I done seen and the s*** I been through
That make my heart turn cold
I stay G'd up
I'm a gangsta you find out for sure
If you ever step on my toes
I stay G'd up
When I'm hangin' out that window with that AK
Fillin' your punk ass with holes
Lil' niggas I done paved the way
But if you think otherwise bring your boy over here so I can spank 'im
I'll put an end to your career b****
Before you speak on 50
These niggas gassed up
Like I won't give 'em more bloodclots than supercat
Niggas'll snatch ya
I'll give a sign and and then throw somethin' at ya
Round here niggas die off hydro
And even when it ain't 4th of July it sound like pyro
You smart enough to creep then lay your dumb brains down
The pound'll spin you around like the young James Brown
Yeah
Rocks'll hit you from a block away like a beat from Dr
We're takin over this year
Everyone knows it's a scare
Ain't it amazing how crazy the hood done made me?
Feels like my emotions are froze
I stay G'd up
It's the things I done seen and the s*** I been through
That make my heart turn cold
I stay G'd up
I'm a gangsta you find out for sure
If you ever step on my toes
I stay G'd up
When I'm hangin' out that window with that AK
Fillin' your punk ass with holes
My Papa never bothered to show me what it was to be a man
He'd just pop another bottle and smoke up a half a gram
I would hop in my Impala and ride all through the night
They gave my homeboy life so when you do it
My fingernails still filled with cocaine residue
I still got the heart to go and bust me a head or two
No other solution you think we hollerin' and hootin'
Until you wake up and then you got to hear 'bout these shootings
I take a pull from a loose one and put the clip in my pocket
Before I take another bullet I'm gonna pull it and pop it
And if it's b*** my nigga
The graveyard has got plenty room for a coffin
They say that we responsible for boostin' the crime rate
They say that we the reason that these young niggas buyin' weight
But I'm gonna keep this glock on my waist 'til my dyin' days
It's nuttin' but a G thang
Ain't it amazing how crazy the hood done made me?
Feels like my emotions are froze
I stay G'd up
It's the things I done seen and the s*** I been through
That make my heart turn cold
I stay G'd up
I'm a gangsta you find out for sure
If you ever step on my toes
I stay G'd up
When I'm hangin' out that window with that AK
Fillin' your punk ass with holes
I stay G'd up
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