G19 Lyrics – Nast B
Singer: Nast B
Title: G19
Aye Nast
What up bro?
What it do n#gg#?
Mob, aye Jourdan, you gotta turn this up on this one right here
We don’t give a f#ck
I got Juu on the beat too, haha
They ain’t a n#gg# in this f#ckin’ rap game that’s gon’ play with either one of us in this sh#t, remember that
Nast holdin’ that sh#t down in the MD side and I got us
Mob, can’t f#ck with a p#ss# or none of you fake n#gg#s
Uh, up with the Drac’ he ain’t die that’s a [?]
Just me and Nast ’bout to go out the bay with it
I got to bring every Glock to the A’ with me
Nast and Wop, he gotta stay with me
Got to take bro and his men out of state with me
n#gg# will die if a f#ck-n#gg# play with him
He gotta die if a f#ck-n#gg# play with me
Glock 22 like my b#tch she gon’ lay with me
If cats on my dick they state tryna label me
Most of you rap n#gg#s really be make-believe
I heard bro got shot and I couldn’t breathe
n#gg# on IG pokin’ sh#t that you shouldn’t see
Stuck in the trap now I feel like I couldn’t leave
I put the switch on the back of a nineteen
Yeah, b#tch, you n#gg#s be scared of sh#t of me
Uh, I put that sh#t on his man, literally
Dracos, Vec’s and Glocks, artillery
I ain’t on fake sh#t this here the real me
I got so many opps wanna kill me
Drop off that stick, makin’ em’ feel me
I ain’t the n#gg# them boys wanna deal with
I put a whole lot of work in this sh#t
I was grindin’ too hard man I couldn’t even switch fits
Got back from Cali’ I made me a quick flip
And this sh#t ain’t for kids, treat the ‘za like a bag of Trix
If I go broke we gon’ go on a bunch of licks
I was fifteen I felt like I was 26
Couldn’t do school I was more into takin’ risks
Savage with me made a promise he wouldn’t miss
Whippin’ the coke, strirrin’ that cake mix
I ain’t f#ckin’ with no rappers they be on gay sh#t
Uh, these lil’ b#tch-ass n#gg#s be opp
5.56 sing louder than opera
Balenci’ my b#tch so I put her in Prada
She don’t get sh#t if she don’t act proper
I got a baby momma who’ll slober
She eat the dick until I start knoddin’
Uh, uh, you must tryna get you a headshot
Uh, come out the door I’m on point with a red-dot
7.62 blow his b#tch-ass dread back
How you gon’ spray at a n#gg# who sprayin’ back?
f#ck all the Wock’ n#gg# I want some real Act’
Let him go down and I’ma get bro back
n#gg# ducked me but he still can’t duck shots
Wopo
Uh, I’m tryna move forward I can’t go backward
This where I stay in the stu’ if I’m not in the booth then I’m puttin’ them bands in a mattress
I’m ’bout to tour all the world like a Atlas
Ready whenever I don’t need to practice
Get money n#gg# she say “I’m attractive”
Watch for the snakes I be seein’ their tactics
Mob, can’t f#ck with a p#ss# or none of you fake n#gg#s
Uh, up with the Drac’ he ain’t die that’s a [?]
Just me and Nast ’bout to go out the bay with it
I got to bring every Glock to the A’ with me
Nast and Wop, he gotta stay with me
Got to take bro and his men out of state with me
n#gg# will die if a f#ck-n#gg# play with him
He gotta die if a f#ck-n#gg# play with me
Glock 22 like my b#tch she gon’ lay with me
If cats on my dick they state tryna label me
Most of you rap n#gg#s really be make-believe
I heard bro got shot and I couldn’t breathe
n#gg# on IG pokin’ sh#t that you shouldn’t see
Stuck in the trap now I feel like I couldn’t leave
I put the switch on the back of a nineteen
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