Lirik Lagu Who's The 'g' - BG Knocc Out & Dresta
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[Dresta]Yeah, I sit back and ask myselfA question, y'know what i'm sayinNigga who's the GIs it him, is it me
[BG Knocc Out]Who's the GIs it him, him or meI can tell you blind to the factsSo you can not seeBut you better recogniseWhats infront of your eyesPutting the mash down on these bustas in 9-5Nigga, Compton styleHow you like me nowIf you can't fade these bustasThen you better run the townYou thinks, when I was raisedI was never taught to fight fairBlew up and grew up to be your worst nightmareNigga I thought you knewThat I wasn't the o-n-e, been banginAnd givin up the hood since 83Did my first drive by, when I was only 8And when I turned 9, got in my first high speed chaseIn the blew out, rockI had the cops on my jockCos I was poppin shotsAt niggas on the next blockMark ass niggas is kinda bad for my healthNext time you get a chance, ask yourself, nigga
[Chorus X4]Who's the G, the K-N-O-double C, O-U-TSo keep askin, and i'mma keep blastin
[BG Knocc Out]Comin with that realAin't no fakin or shakinUnlike these other punk motherfuckers perpatraitinLike they dogs and hogsAnd got the balls of a trojanBut they get outta DodgeWhen they see me rollinUp they streetGot the heat sittin on the front seatNiggas peep the BGAnd they begin to meet they fateGettin ghost, cos they knowThat the gangsta be fucked withCos when it's time to rideI'm tearing up shitMakin hits like the mobQuick to get the job doneA superb hoodlumThese thirds, like the good sonCome, comeWatch a nigga get done, diddy, doneI told you, that you can't get noneYou silly bumStay downYou can't deal, with the realSo chillTake a look into the eyes of a nigga that killNo i'm not from IlltownBut i'm down, with Naughty
[BG Knocc Out]Who's the GIs it him, him or meI can tell you blind to the factsSo you can not seeBut you better recogniseWhats infront of your eyesPutting the mash down on these bustas in 9-5Nigga, Compton styleHow you like me nowIf you can't fade these bustasThen you better run the townYou thinks, when I was raisedI was never taught to fight fairBlew up and grew up to be your worst nightmareNigga I thought you knewThat I wasn't the o-n-e, been banginAnd givin up the hood since 83Did my first drive by, when I was only 8And when I turned 9, got in my first high speed chaseIn the blew out, rockI had the cops on my jockCos I was poppin shotsAt niggas on the next blockMark ass niggas is kinda bad for my healthNext time you get a chance, ask yourself, nigga
[Chorus X4]Who's the G, the K-N-O-double C, O-U-TSo keep askin, and i'mma keep blastin
[BG Knocc Out]Comin with that realAin't no fakin or shakinUnlike these other punk motherfuckers perpatraitinLike they dogs and hogsAnd got the balls of a trojanBut they get outta DodgeWhen they see me rollinUp they streetGot the heat sittin on the front seatNiggas peep the BGAnd they begin to meet they fateGettin ghost, cos they knowThat the gangsta be fucked withCos when it's time to rideI'm tearing up shitMakin hits like the mobQuick to get the job doneA superb hoodlumThese thirds, like the good sonCome, comeWatch a nigga get done, diddy, doneI told you, that you can't get noneYou silly bumStay downYou can't deal, with the realSo chillTake a look into the eyes of a nigga that killNo i'm not from IlltownBut i'm down, with Naughty
