G Perico - Gangsters Anonymous lyrics
[G Perico - Gangsters Anonymous lyrics]
I got a problem
I can't stay up out the hood
Innerprizin' diamonds shining hard
Looking good
Escalade V with the smoked-out wood
Know these hating niggas wanna be
Me if they could always keep a nine stuffed
Tight in my britches
Don't bring nobody 'round 'cause them
Niggas might be snitches
What I been through don't matter
'cause I'm getting it shook niggas off
Ever since I been killing it
Feeling like AD, bitch, I got the juice
Hand out the moonroof throwing up the Deuce
Bring your homegirl 'cause she
Could get it too
Throwing money in the sky 'cause
I'm in a good mood
Hitting corners in a S580
When they see mе in the
Ghetto, they likе "G, Is you crazy?"
Headed to the Crypto, sitting on the floor
Jump up and Crip walk when Westbrook score
Uh, yeah, fuck a nigga mean?
What the fuck you talking 'bout
If it ain't about me?
Yeah, uh, I'm number one
All these niggas making top ten
Lists be some bums where you stay? What you
Built? What you drive?
Niggas ain't made a motherfuckin' dime
Niggas ain't worth my motherfuckin' time
And that shit keep slipping
So I'm stuck on the grind
Yeah, my name's G, I'm a addict
I'm a gangster and I thugs with a passion
I can't shake it, every day I gotta have it
In love with the life, the hoes, the fashion
Yeah, I'm just fighting my addiction
Ain't found nothing that could fix it
In love with this Clicc shit
Still down to ride out and chip shit
Tatts on my body say what the fuck it is
I hit Melrose, Maxfield and Saks Fifth
Then I'm back to the hood
Tried to stay away
But I just couldn't do it
Every day in the streets I know
My life on the line
Ain't no pressure, I feel fine
I tote Hecklers, AP9s
Why is it a crime to protect me and mine?
Spent one point one just on a quarter acre
I was 'bout to stop rappin'
But I'm really getting paper
It really ain't no love
They only call for a favor
Everywhere I go I'm
A motherfuckin' gangster
G Perico innerprize
Gangsters Anonymous
I'm addicted to this shit, man
I can't stay up out the hood
Innerprizin' diamonds shining hard
Looking good
Escalade V with the smoked-out wood
Know these hating niggas wanna be
Me if they could always keep a nine stuffed
Tight in my britches
Don't bring nobody 'round 'cause them
Niggas might be snitches
What I been through don't matter
'cause I'm getting it shook niggas off
Ever since I been killing it
Feeling like AD, bitch, I got the juice
Hand out the moonroof throwing up the Deuce
Bring your homegirl 'cause she
Could get it too
Throwing money in the sky 'cause
I'm in a good mood
Hitting corners in a S580
When they see mе in the
Ghetto, they likе "G, Is you crazy?"
Headed to the Crypto, sitting on the floor
Jump up and Crip walk when Westbrook score
Uh, yeah, fuck a nigga mean?
What the fuck you talking 'bout
If it ain't about me?
Yeah, uh, I'm number one
All these niggas making top ten
Lists be some bums where you stay? What you
Built? What you drive?
Niggas ain't made a motherfuckin' dime
Niggas ain't worth my motherfuckin' time
And that shit keep slipping
So I'm stuck on the grind
Yeah, my name's G, I'm a addict
I'm a gangster and I thugs with a passion
I can't shake it, every day I gotta have it
In love with the life, the hoes, the fashion
Yeah, I'm just fighting my addiction
Ain't found nothing that could fix it
In love with this Clicc shit
Still down to ride out and chip shit
Tatts on my body say what the fuck it is
I hit Melrose, Maxfield and Saks Fifth
Then I'm back to the hood
Tried to stay away
But I just couldn't do it
Every day in the streets I know
My life on the line
Ain't no pressure, I feel fine
I tote Hecklers, AP9s
Why is it a crime to protect me and mine?
Spent one point one just on a quarter acre
I was 'bout to stop rappin'
But I'm really getting paper
It really ain't no love
They only call for a favor
Everywhere I go I'm
A motherfuckin' gangster
G Perico innerprize
Gangsters Anonymous
I'm addicted to this shit, man