Still Lil G E

When it's time for war, nigga, Bug stays ready. This lyrical blowfish packs a bite so deadly. Remember Lil G, folks, back in sixth grade? In and out the office, didn't know how to Behave. I kept my Dickies creased, That was when I got 'em. I stayed down the street on Hallworthy at the Bottom. Me and my boys, you best believe we Ran the streets. They all had Dinos, I had A silver GT. Pepperwood Knoll was the spot for hide and seek. You better watch your back 'cause my nigga Ray Creeps. I know y'all remember Adam, the white boy With the shakes. He stayed a couple feet from Adrian and Sean's place. We always kept it crackin', yo, puffed a few Joints. First thing in the morning, catch me hoopin' At the Point. We started out small, lil' hustlers Makin' scratch. For twenty or fifty cents, You can have some chrome cats. Big Troy got the six-five movin' down the street. The nigga who talked the most shit was low-key. Who put me up on game? The big folks indeed. One of the last lil' niggas claimin' NHG. I lost contact when I started Center Junior High. Got in a little trouble and got shipped to Do some time. But I'm still that same nigga, Still flashin' on tricks. I thought you knew, bitch, Lil G can't quit. I'm still that same nigga that be startin' all The fights. I'm gonna get you good, nigga, If the price is right. I'm still that same Nigga all about survivin'. I'm still that same nigga claimin' No Pilands. I'm still that same nigga that be startin' all The fights. I'm gonna get you good, nigga, If the price is right. I'm still that same nigga all about survivin'. I'm still that same nigga claimin' No Pilands. I went from school to school 'cause I couldn't Act right. Got kicked out of DJ one day After a fight. I played for the Scots, Ooh, me at cornerback. It took a little while, but after that, niggas Got cracked. I got into the rap game, At first nothin' major. The last time I checked, yeah, still the young H players. I know these niggas hate me, but You think I give a fuck? No doubt about it, Self Made is blowin' up. Now where's my nigga Psycho from Thugs and You Got Love? Until the day I die, me and You is jailhouse thugs. I got game from Bread, that nigga's like a Brother. And niggas who fuck with him, they get Dumped on, motherfucker. I still ride for Cut, But don't be fooled, I got cash. I got big money, the kind you make and Have to stash. I kick it with real niggas, These niggas shoot on sight. Nigga, if you snap this nigga, bet it's goodnight. I'm still that same nigga that be startin' all The fights. I'm gonna get you good, nigga, If the price is right. I'm still that same nigga all about survivin'. I'm still that same nigga claimin' No Pilands. I'm still that same nigga that be startin' all The fights. I'm gonna get you good, nigga, If the price is right. I'm still that same nigga all about survivin'. I'm still that same nigga claimin' No Pilands. You can catch me on the late night, nigga Servin' sacks. Me and Baby Bug tryin' to get Our hustle back. Self Made's the new clique, And nigga, we so raw. Loc sellin' full chambers, sendin' cats head calls. Bitches on my dick now 'cause I spit lyrics. These bitches say they love me, but I ain't Tryin' to hear it. Gots to move 'cause police, They gettin' close. So when it's time for cover, I'll just hide out in the oaks. Then smash when it's clear, niggas blast when they Fear. You bring some shit to me and I'm Gon' shoot 'til I kill. All these new niggas, boy, ooh, they think they Tough. I ain't sayin' names 'cause they know who's Gettin' fucked. In this game, nigga, You slip and you get shit. I puff blunt after blunt until this lil' nigga Lit. You can see me foggin' windows or spittin' At your ho. She love my French braids, She can't help but love me, folks. I take my old E to the neck like A soldier. Buy some weed from me, it's guaranteed To be some roper. Uh, it's guaranteed to be some roper. Uh, it's guaranteed that roper doper. I'm still that same nigga that be startin' all The fights. I'm gonna get you good, nigga, If the price is right. I'm still that same nigga all about survivin'. I'm still that same nigga claimin' No Pilands. I'm still that same nigga that be startin' all The fights. I'm gonna get you good, nigga, If the price is right. I'm still that same nigga all about survivin'. I'm still that same nigga claimin' No Pilands. Yeah, niggas smashin' down the Hillsdale block. Niggas know the Dub won't stop. Niggas know the big 4T be smashin' in that IROC-Z. Nigga, much love to the big homies, nigga. You know your lil' folks still keepin' it real. Keepin' it trill, you know? Uh, you didn't know though, huh?