Da Trini Trap God - "You Ain't G" (Deluxe Version)

Can ah get, Ah zip And ah O, Of crack
I'm ah chop, It up I'm ah be, Right back
Know it, better be, Twenty eight, Both sacks
Cause I'm all, About my money Talking, Straight stacks
Come on stick, To the point Don't let me, Get vex
Come on, Lick ah shot Let me get, Ah mic check
Look, Both ways Before you, Cross my tech
I'll air you, Out and leave You on your, Mom steps
Think I'm pussy, Watch me Pull up on, Your whole set
Ain't playing, With you niggaz I'm ah old, Vet
You ain't ready, For my drip Know I'm so, Wet
You still playing, Checkers Know I'm playing, Straight chest
Keep on talk'n, Ah might just Fuck your bitch, Next
Every time ah, See her know She want me, Touch her assets
I'm ah dogg, I'm ah G Money talks, Best
She could keep, The pussy But ah want, All neck
Stop acting, Like ah G If you ain't, Bout that
You ain't G, Homie Time to get, Up off that
Ah put the, B in banging Nigga you ain't, Like that
Ain't gang but, These shots You can hold, That
So you got, Ah hundred Sheeps but, I'm ten deep
Ten lions, One meal But we all, Feast
It's cold world, Ah gotta Keep you arms, Reach
We ain't gang, Banging But my niggaz, All G
You ain't ready, For this war Know, You dumb high
Buff your chest, Bet this pump Will make your, Soul fly
You ain't G, Blood ah see The fear all, In your eye
You ain't G, All that shit You talk is, All ah lie
See that fuck, Shit homie Now you gotta, Die
Shoot you down, Like ah deer And catch you, By surprise
This the thirty, Fifth power Robert don't, Lie
Now they talk'n, Peace We ain't let'n, Shit slide
Spin the block, Sure to catch Him in his, Bitch ride
Leave him, Leaned Have that nigga, Singing lullabies
Bang bang, Put him on His ass, Make his fam cry
Thought you got, Ah team Where the team, Tell'em nigga ride
Stop acting, Like ah G If you ain't, Bout that
You ain't G, Homie Time to get, Up off that
Ah put the, B in banging Nigga you ain't, Like that
Ain't gang but, These shots You can hold, That
Stop acting, Like ah G If you ain't, Bout that
You ain't G, Homie Time to get, Up off that
Ah put the, B in banging Nigga you ain't, Like that
Ain't gang but, These shots You can hold, That
You ain't fuck'n, With my team Come on, Show the proof
Sniper, Miles away Laying low, On the roof
Leave you right, Where you stand Then you drop, Poof
I'm ahh, Marksman Watch the crowd, Say oouu
Ah try to, Warn you that Ah got ahh, Couple loose screws
Now you dead, And your team Don't have ah, Damn clue
What the fuck, Is there to Talk bout if, It ain't loop
You wanted blood, So I'm Gun'n for your, Whole crew
One by one, Watch y'all fall When ah say, Shoot
All ah do, Is give orders I'm the boss, Boo
O six, With the rims Catch him high, Too
How you want, Your beef Nigga, Curry or Stewed
Since the day, You been birth Know you been, Food
Avoid stepping, Into ah Great man's, Shoes
I'm like, Sasquatch Stomping thru, The hood fool
This as ah, Massage To you clown, Niggaz fuck you
Stop acting, Like ah G If you ain't, Bout that
You ain't G, Homie Time to get, Up off that
Ah put the, B in banging Nigga you ain't, Like that
Ain't gang but, These shots You can hold, That
Stop acting, Like ah G If you ain't, Bout that
You ain't G, Homie Time to get, Up off that
Ah put the, B in banging Nigga you ain't, Like that
Ain't gang but, These shots You can hold, That

Written by:
Kyle Charles

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