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183rd - G'd Up Lyrics



183rd - G'd Up Lyrics




[ Featuring Manolo Rose ]

Hook
this one is for the G'z
switching sides homie i aint feeling ya energy
im a die as real nigga its written in the sky
all that dick riding would never get you by
All eyes on me all eyes on
repeat 2X

Bridge
eyes on the money
blood on the hands
you blew your advance
trying to be a drug dealer
should stuck to plan
im g'd up kicking my feet up rolling my weed up
all eyes on me

Verse
i never lose my moves cause lord is who i am
mail luck mail duck silver like the man
look you in the face like cody know jus who i am
check that as shorty lil homie i catch reck
be a main n*** sense aim and scollnex
you the type to get to the court and call next
im the type to pull up with the gto just to flex
champagne bustin is f*cking ya feelins up
see it in ya face you thinkin bout killing us
salty you see all these bitches you wanna pull them off
me four gun shooting but we only 4
deep peter roll mafia but we moving like the
army you gonna make panic you keep movin wocky

Hook
this one is for the G'z
switching sides homie i aint feeling ya energy
im a die as real nigga its written in the sky
all that dick riding would never get you by
All eyes on me all eyes on
repeat 2X

Bridge
eyes on the money
blood on the hands
you blew your advance
trying to be a drug dealer
should stuck to plan
im g'd up kicking my feet up rolling my weed up
all eyes on me

Verse 2
i done seen it all play both sides of the field
get tackled by both teams and then you fumbled the ball
it be the tuffest motherf*ckers in the world
all playing the dodge you never get the paperwork
besides stuntin and frontin of the mazi
lightskin pretty thing pullin up beside me
told her hop in and do the honors
nearest hotel is prolly where you gonna find us
4 hours for the short stay 60 dollars
dick riders switch siders they gonna hate it
last of the real ones gonna love it when you play this
shit so hard have the figgas have to fake it
thats on my momma george foreman on the weight in

Bridge
eyes on the money
blood on the hands
you blew your advance
trying to be a drug dealer
should stuck to plan
im g'd up kicking my feet up rolling my weed up
all eyes on me
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Hook
this one is for the G'z
switching sides homie i aint feeling ya energy
im a die as real nigga its written in the sky
all that dick riding would never get you by
All eyes on me all eyes on
repeat 2X

Bridge
eyes on the money
blood on the hands
you blew your advance
trying to be a drug dealer
should stuck to plan
im g'd up kicking my feet up rolling my weed up
all eyes on me

Verse
i never lose my moves cause lord is who i am
mail luck mail duck silver like the man
look you in the face like cody know jus who i am
check that as shorty lil homie i catch reck
be a main n*** sense aim and scollnex
you the type to get to the court and call next
im the type to pull up with the gto just to flex
champagne bustin is f*cking ya feelins up
see it in ya face you thinkin bout killing us
salty you see all these bitches you wanna pull them off
me four gun shooting but we only 4
deep peter roll mafia but we moving like the
army you gonna make panic you keep movin wocky

Hook
this one is for the G'z
switching sides homie i aint feeling ya energy
im a die as real nigga its written in the sky
all that dick riding would never get you by
All eyes on me all eyes on
repeat 2X

Bridge
eyes on the money
blood on the hands
you blew your advance
trying to be a drug dealer
should stuck to plan
im g'd up kicking my feet up rolling my weed up
all eyes on me

Verse 2
i done seen it all play both sides of the field
get tackled by both teams and then you fumbled the ball
it be the tuffest motherf*ckers in the world
all playing the dodge you never get the paperwork
besides stuntin and frontin of the mazi
lightskin pretty thing pullin up beside me
told her hop in and do the honors
nearest hotel is prolly where you gonna find us
4 hours for the short stay 60 dollars
dick riders switch siders they gonna hate it
last of the real ones gonna love it when you play this
shit so hard have the figgas have to fake it
thats on my momma george foreman on the weight in

Bridge
eyes on the money
blood on the hands
you blew your advance
trying to be a drug dealer
should stuck to plan
im g'd up kicking my feet up rolling my weed up
all eyes on me
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Writer: Lance Thomas, Jediah Gomillion
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

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Performed By: 183rd
Featuring: Manolo Rose
Length: 2:54
Written by: Lance Thomas, Jediah Gomillion

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