Wanna Be a G Lyrics

So you wanna be a playa
So you wanna be a G
So you wanna be a gangsta
(Player, player)
But you don't wanna f**k with me

So you wanna be a playa
So you wanna be a G
So you wanna be a gangsta
(Player, player)
But you don't wanna f**k with me

Diamonds up on the pinky Rolex's up on the wrist
Take a good look at this old pimpin' a*s
Nigga, you ain't never seen a mack like this
It's the thug in me

Niggas be walkin' 'round muggin' me, ruggin' me
Tell your bitch to give me my d**k back
She pullin' me and tuggin' me
Can't be f**kin' 'round with you cluck head bitches

Don't need no fixin' rubbers
Just like my timin' a*s partner E-40 say
Punk bitch y'all burn rubber
If that bitch can't swim then nigga she bound to drown

What's up with you old ratched mouth a*s bitches?
Tryna talk down on me and the town
You bitches better recognize this is 187 proofer
Mobbin' out the cut with a fat A.K. and a black on black Lex Luther

Ain't no [unverified] up in this [unverified] just shut 'em down crush nasty
Right now I'm kickin' this pimp shit but you ho's know I'm the last G
In sticky situations will have bust with no hesitation
You punk a*s niggas don't know my background

You just stuck on that player nation
Why a nigga wanna talk bad on a timer, who been down from the get go
I can smoke a blunt up in my hot tub
Don't be trippin' off that old shit though

So you wanna be a playa
So you wanna be a G
So you wanna be a gangsta
(Player, player)
But you don't wanna f**k with me

So you wanna be a playa
So you wanna be a G
So you wanna be a gangsta
(Player, player)
But you don't wanna f**k with me

You niggas ain't never seen me in person, tryna a*sa*sinate my character
Talkin' 'bout spice, ain't got no paper
Bitch, I'm a nightmare livin' in America
Ain't no paper bag a*s nigga, hoe, I done been through some shit

Niggas walkin' 'round out here I wanna kill
Wanna kill me too that's real
Punk a*s niggas they know who they is runnin' 'round talkin' shit
Oh, f**k that punk a*s nigga

Spice 1, he ain't nothin' but a bitch, but one of these days
I'ma have your a*s chopped up in the back of my Benzo
Mobbin' to this old gangsta shit
Right here smokin' on some of that Indo

Too many f**k you, bitches up in the game
Niggas, be puttin' too much on it
Born and bred to be a Thug a*s nigga
2 fingers on 2 twin glock triggers

I know the game ain't got no rules and they got been laced
Damn, if so many muthaf**kas didn't know my face
I would've been offin' you playa hatin' a*s niggas a long time ago
Would've seen you filled up with slugs would've seen you dyin' real slow

But you know what I ain't trippin' off that old shit
'Cause y'all niggas ain't worth my riches
Go head and sit around and chatter my name out
I lace more punk a*s bitches

So you wanna be a playa
So you wanna be a G
So you wanna be a gangsta
(Player, player)
But you don't wanna f**k with me

So you wanna be a playa
So you wanna be a G
So you wanna be a gangsta
(Player, player)
But you don't wanna f**k with me

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