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KountUp - G Thang (Prod. Beatpluggtwo) Lyrics



KountUp - G Thang (Prod. Beatpluggtwo) Lyrics




Let's keep it playa Lil baby
I'm kicking pimpin to em
It ain't nothing but a G thang baby

Let's keep it playa want the hustla or the school boy
This dat hustlerz music make em say KountUp u cool boy
Ooooo boy they want u down bad and see you lose boy
Not a street nigga jus in the street don't get it fooled boi

Diamond in the ruff
She looking Tough
She bout her stuff

The kind you f*ck and got her running back cause she can't get enough
She need some loving I ain't wit it

Keep it G and then I'm splitting
Suit and tie I'm bout by bihness
Money countin my addiction

Sucka niggas on some lame shit
I be on the lane switch
Took a loss and ran it swear I learned the game quick

It ain't nothing BUT A G THANG baby
Ain't shit free nigga FUCK YOU PAY ME
Kick it to em

What kinda pimpin is you kicking to em
So is you keeping it gangsta What kinda pimpin is you Kicking to em
Magic DonWon or money Mitch the way I dish it to em
Keep it moving
Don't Hate the player hate the game
Meeting women out in Cali Bending corners Gripping grain
In a range
Ain't sweating no pressure jus Do my thang
Like THIS IS HOW I DO
Finessing twat and smoking pot
When we move thru the streets
I CANT FUCK WITH YOU
Cause Imma husslla
Imma imma hustla homie
Use a busta
Use A Use A busta homie but no rhymes
Boy ya flow ain't clever like mine
Im on a marijuana clock so it's always smoke time
I keep tha gas
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Let's keep it playa Lil baby
I'm kicking pimpin to em
It ain't nothing but a G thang baby

Let's keep it playa want the hustla or the school boy
This dat hustlerz music make em say KountUp u cool boy
Ooooo boy they want u down bad and see you lose boy
Not a street nigga jus in the street don't get it fooled boi

Diamond in the ruff
She looking Tough
She bout her stuff

The kind you f*ck and got her running back cause she can't get enough
She need some loving I ain't wit it

Keep it G and then I'm splitting
Suit and tie I'm bout by bihness
Money countin my addiction

Sucka niggas on some lame shit
I be on the lane switch
Took a loss and ran it swear I learned the game quick

It ain't nothing BUT A G THANG baby
Ain't shit free nigga FUCK YOU PAY ME
Kick it to em

What kinda pimpin is you kicking to em
So is you keeping it gangsta What kinda pimpin is you Kicking to em
Magic DonWon or money Mitch the way I dish it to em
Keep it moving
Don't Hate the player hate the game
Meeting women out in Cali Bending corners Gripping grain
In a range
Ain't sweating no pressure jus Do my thang
Like THIS IS HOW I DO
Finessing twat and smoking pot
When we move thru the streets
I CANT FUCK WITH YOU
Cause Imma husslla
Imma imma hustla homie
Use a busta
Use A Use A busta homie but no rhymes
Boy ya flow ain't clever like mine
Im on a marijuana clock so it's always smoke time
I keep tha gas
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