Yeah
Johnny 95
All my bros know that
Still with the gang
Real O.G
No snitch
Yeah
Ok
Yeah for sure
You can easily get beheaded
First name, hard, last name, headed
Knock your muthaf*ckin' Pro Tools off sequence
Rated like the movie graphic, tote intelligence
Shine life from the livin' God, how's that
And all I seen was this fat-ass slut
Weed, booze and an overflow of pills
Knowin they ain't real, knowin they ain't got skills
You seen me in a video, don't think that I hustle
The strongarm of the block, is here back to muscle
Wu-Tang forever and a day, better warn your boys
But whose the rudest boys, coolest with poise
It took, years, months and days to release this here
And we're still gonna be floating in hazy air
We can on the floor, or the mattress rug
Just a thug yes I'm only a thug
Cause yo, Killers gonna move when I say so
There we go there we go, see our diamonds gon glow
He realized it was better inside his father fences
You can keep your advances, I'll take my chances
I never got jealous over how much a brother makes
All in my path just shatters and breaks
Only reason I got it cuz he didn't want it
Twenty inch rims with the all chrome kit
Either you a trick bitch or just a crazy bitch
Pick up lines is for pigeons, first fact I'm rich
My piece is breakin' away like carbine barrels
Hark Harolds, angels and Christmas carols
Smooth - some label it retarded
In outer space we rocks the peep show
There was the gun-totin black cowboy named Brandon Johnson
Permission to shine now our time to glisten
Couldn't find anyone in town to talk
Sis on the corner, tryin to sling rock
They try to bury a star, inside a graveyard
Opposite of a flaunt cuz my shits bang hard
Cause my before me was none of this walking shit
Don't slip cause I'm strapped with this G-shit
Anoy ya when I spill the beans like lawyer
Way back my peoples made Ajax join the Warriors
Cause my before me was none of this walking shit
Don't slip cause I'm strapped with this G-shit
Yeah
G-shit
95
20 20 Yeah
Giova 95 Modellismo - J95 - Respect for the G's Lyrics
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Yeah
Johnny 95
All my bros know that
Still with the gang
Real O.G
No snitch
Yeah
Ok
Yeah for sure
You can easily get beheaded
First name, hard, last name, headed
Knock your muthaf*ckin' Pro Tools off sequence
Rated like the movie graphic, tote intelligence
Shine life from the livin' God, how's that
And all I seen was this fat-ass slut
Weed, booze and an overflow of pills
Knowin they ain't real, knowin they ain't got skills
You seen me in a video, don't think that I hustle
The strongarm of the block, is here back to muscle
Wu-Tang forever and a day, better warn your boys
But whose the rudest boys, coolest with poise
It took, years, months and days to release this here
And we're still gonna be floating in hazy air
We can on the floor, or the mattress rug
Just a thug yes I'm only a thug
Cause yo, Killers gonna move when I say so
There we go there we go, see our diamonds gon glow
He realized it was better inside his father fences
You can keep your advances, I'll take my chances
I never got jealous over how much a brother makes
All in my path just shatters and breaks
Only reason I got it cuz he didn't want it
Twenty inch rims with the all chrome kit
Either you a trick bitch or just a crazy bitch
Pick up lines is for pigeons, first fact I'm rich
My piece is breakin' away like carbine barrels
Hark Harolds, angels and Christmas carols
Smooth - some label it retarded
In outer space we rocks the peep show
There was the gun-totin black cowboy named Brandon Johnson
Permission to shine now our time to glisten
Couldn't find anyone in town to talk
Sis on the corner, tryin to sling rock
They try to bury a star, inside a graveyard
Opposite of a flaunt cuz my shits bang hard
Cause my before me was none of this walking shit
Don't slip cause I'm strapped with this G-shit
Anoy ya when I spill the beans like lawyer
Way back my peoples made Ajax join the Warriors
Cause my before me was none of this walking shit
Don't slip cause I'm strapped with this G-shit
Yeah
G-shit
95
20 20 Yeah
Johnny 95
All my bros know that
Still with the gang
Real O.G
No snitch
Yeah
Ok
Yeah for sure
You can easily get beheaded
First name, hard, last name, headed
Knock your muthaf*ckin' Pro Tools off sequence
Rated like the movie graphic, tote intelligence
Shine life from the livin' God, how's that
And all I seen was this fat-ass slut
Weed, booze and an overflow of pills
Knowin they ain't real, knowin they ain't got skills
You seen me in a video, don't think that I hustle
The strongarm of the block, is here back to muscle
Wu-Tang forever and a day, better warn your boys
But whose the rudest boys, coolest with poise
It took, years, months and days to release this here
And we're still gonna be floating in hazy air
We can on the floor, or the mattress rug
Just a thug yes I'm only a thug
Cause yo, Killers gonna move when I say so
There we go there we go, see our diamonds gon glow
He realized it was better inside his father fences
You can keep your advances, I'll take my chances
I never got jealous over how much a brother makes
All in my path just shatters and breaks
Only reason I got it cuz he didn't want it
Twenty inch rims with the all chrome kit
Either you a trick bitch or just a crazy bitch
Pick up lines is for pigeons, first fact I'm rich
My piece is breakin' away like carbine barrels
Hark Harolds, angels and Christmas carols
Smooth - some label it retarded
In outer space we rocks the peep show
There was the gun-totin black cowboy named Brandon Johnson
Permission to shine now our time to glisten
Couldn't find anyone in town to talk
Sis on the corner, tryin to sling rock
They try to bury a star, inside a graveyard
Opposite of a flaunt cuz my shits bang hard
Cause my before me was none of this walking shit
Don't slip cause I'm strapped with this G-shit
Anoy ya when I spill the beans like lawyer
Way back my peoples made Ajax join the Warriors
Cause my before me was none of this walking shit
Don't slip cause I'm strapped with this G-shit
Yeah
G-shit
95
20 20 Yeah
Writer: Giovanni Coglio
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid