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DJ Quik
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When You're A Gee
Lyricist:David Marvin Blake, Anthony Hamilton, Wilbur Milo, Barrett Strong, Norman Whitfield
When you a G, niggaz wanna be like you Because a G has images what they look up to But some don't make it, so they takin' the funk They get hot and they be poppin' that gangsta junk
But that ain't G, that ain't even close, nah that ain't shit It ain't about who can bang or slang the most 'caine And ki's or O's, sport new clothes Or about who can fuck the most hoes
'Cause it's a mind state, it's playin' it's manipulatin' It's winnin' from the freakin' and maneuverin' and then captivatin' Livin' the life that make the bitches wanna fiend and dream And all the jealous niggaz mean and scheme
And weak minor suckaz they wanna show they ass But a nigga like Quik'll check 'em real fast They don't know the real and so they quick to assume That's why they shut up when I enter the room 'cause I'm a G
Playin' tough But them niggaz ain't really rough Creampuffs is a better word than tough
When you a G, attention is yours When you demonstrate power And game the untrues imitate They get frustrated, they sock girls and slam doors But when you're a G you just check yours
Takin' up the slack, all the way around And then my back got yours, then we ain't goin' down Like Playa Hamm said, it's the thing that I pray for And play for, that I slay for
'Cause I'm the G when it comes to a funky track I'm the G when it comes to the whole sack I'm the G when it comes to decision makin' I'm the G that got all these niggaz blinkin'
I'm the G that's young and intimidatin' I'm the G never sprung got the bitches waitin' I'm the G suckaz fear because I'm strong And I'm the G, never standin' alone
Fadin' 'em, left to right, front back to center I'm a natural born winner I got connects on a quest to be true So I won't teach you what I know Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com I'ma teach you what you know, yo
My game is tight so if you're lookin' and listenin' and learnin' Apply it to yours and you'll earn respect in abundance And you can never be checked see When you're a motherfuckin' G
Y'all better get hip And come off this trip Wit'cho [Unverified]killin' asses
The G-ness, when you a G it's the description The suckaz are fearin' it 'Cause in the mack they keep on hearin' it They wish they could neglect it But they can't so they disrespect it
And when they run up, yeah they get chin checked When you a G, backs to backs never duckin' Suckaz freakin' yo' bitches though, dismissin' the hoes Before a bigga nigga, when you a G you're the teacher Any other way that I coulda come just might not reach ya
The G-ness, such as my gangsta mentality The G-ness, such is the greatness of my pals and me Destiny's testin', trueness of character Since I'm a G, fuck with my brothers that fucks with me
Come to the Penthouse if you want if you aren't true And journey through the mind of a G since he ain't you It ain't just the mack or the sack or the strong back It ain't just the plain simple fact we got all that
It ain't just the dead weight, that we droppin' daily Crews I don't forget, 'cause my memory don't fail me Those that know, know I know that they do Those who are wondering?
(Motherfuck you) I only owe to P.P.C. a chosen few I got players all around me, doin' what they want to The rise of the wise got suckaz droppin' like flies When you a G nigga, peepin' the prize from these eyes
Low down, niggaz, what? Low down, niggaz, what? Low down, niggaz, what? Niggaz, what? Niggaz, hell yeah
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