Big Tray Deee - Febricated G'z lyrics

[Big Tray Deee - Febricated G'z lyrics]

Fabricated G’s by Big Tray Deee real G nigga
Holla at your boy

Back up nigga before I had to get that
Homie I’m from my only crips at
Locked out, no doubt, packing your big gaps
Get that ass up and you’re
Hearing the clip clap
Cloud mothercker need and knock
Your shit back guess it will be best you
Could runnin’ your lips back
Fabricated gangstas I’ve been and get that
Talk to see, walk to see
Chocking and leave that
Check the boards in the stores
I’m the by four
The general original I saw it the call
Hold is on, ain’t no other rapper is wrong
Having your joke just be and
I’m clapping the sword other your chest
Better be running in the west


In your jacket, get it if you come to contest
Nothing last and macking it
Gang bang after this, it’s natural shit
Nigga be the i ain’t gotta practice it
The shit, strip your G style from the set to
The county to the P Now
P, how I keep my gangsta standin’
Will stay and everything I keep
My gangsta handin in
Homie low key stay chasin’ them guap
Got the homies, OT now blaming the block
Check the name, even bangin’ them guacks
Trade D and stay G, get the day that I drop
The day that I drop
Drop stay the day off their Glock
My every day till they got
Hated or not, banging never aiming to stop
Tryin to beef, G’s keep making the pop
Straight out the box
Can’t be a day in my props
Stayin to stop, twenty like a when I hop
Say that I got ambition of a ride that I pop
G cream of the prop on the rise to the top
Now will back up nigga ‘fore
I had to get that
Homie I’m from my only creeps at
Locked out, no doubt packing them big gats
Hit that ass up you’re hearing that clip clap
Clown mothercker need and knock
Your shit back
Guess it will be best you could
Run to your lips back
Fabricated gangstas out of and been that
Talk and see, walk and snitch
Chocking and leave that
Stats in the tats I’m the
Real and it’s the rap
I’m innocent fat and the killer you kept plan
Keeps in the place you defeat
Staying the bricks sleeping what a
Key in the seat
Patrone is on, docking in my focus is on
Blowing your dawn
Catch you nigga rolling the law
Snick em to slick
Keep to stay the clips and the hit
Soon as I creep
Squeeze till I hit what I see
Insist complete nigga I’m the
Shit in the beach mention the G
You’re making then my business to speak
Creepin’ you nigga
No other sense is vicious me
Bitch I’m a G, bustenly, permission to speak
Flow as the bomb
Resident and smoking with come
Know as a dawn, making rappers
Slow to respond
What a D great to want in a state
It’s other the bake, wrote with the with base
Knowledge is deep so I’ma model
Top of the streets top of the pick
Green grass out of their seats
Hands in the sky, waving up from side to side
Divine plus a nigga style is fly
Smooth but rough, every walk, cruise a buss
Cruise this slump
Leaving rap cruise the struck solo I crush
Bringing if you think it’s a bluff
Treat officials with ‘em and
Say nobody could fck
Slow up nigga before I had to get that
Cold me out some blown this
One my only creeps at locked out, no doubt
I’m packing your big gats
Hit that ass up if you hearin’ the clip clap
Loud mothercker and hearin’ not but ship back
Guess if you best you could
Run and your looks Glock
Fabricated next as Alice been and that
Talk and see, walk and see
Chocking in me that

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