Artist: Bun B f/ T.I. Album: Trill Song: I'm a G Typed by: mcgreezy87@aol.com [Chorus: Bun B] - repeat 2x I'ma G, nigga you don't know about me I'ma G, nigga you don't know about me I'ma G, nigga you don't know about me But yo' ass gon' learn and yo' ass gon' see [Bun B] I stand 5 foot 10, two hundred and a half One hundred percent gangsta, don't smile and don't laugh In a 3X shirt, nigga 38 waist I ain't small motherfucker, I'm takin' up some space Wit' a size 11 shoe that'll kick ya in ya face Bitch I'm all about a crime embedded and catch a case I ain't scared to kick in ya door and look around ya place I ain't scared to count back to four and put one in ya face K steel nigga, favorite deuce-deuce and a third Teflon coat and ya body, juice loose on the curb I serve you like a tennis ball, straight up diminish y'all I position the competition and when I'm finished Y'all can clear the calendar, call authority and tell they next of kin We shot 'em like a crackhead, stabbed 'em up like a Mexican May he never flex again, not like he can But just in case he get resurrected it's best he understand [Chorus] - repeat 2X [Bun B] I see these niggaz do a lot of talkin' but they never back it up Thought the work that they movin', all the paper they stackin' up You niggaz got me crackin' up The only thing you sellin' is wolf tickets, and we ain't buyin' them so pack it up 84's, click-clack it up and down Thomas From Westside to the East, we keep it "G" and that's a promise Bunch of black Osama's, America's Most Wanted We criminal backgrounds, we ready to straight flaunt it All it take is a sawed, drop a hoe and instigator Messy motherfuckers got to make it for an instant hater I'ma lay ya down, like a baby ready to nap 'Cause I'ma trill nigga ready to clap, now was'hap? I slap a nigga, stupid with a back hand wraith And continue 'til nobody from your wack clan left Bitch you might cheat death and you might cheat the dealer But you never cheat the king of the underground on the realer [Chorus] - repeat 2X [T.I.] P$C nigga, U.G.K. alumni nigga FREE PIMP C! LEMME AT 'EM BUN! Lemme tell 'em for a minute Bun, share it to ya nigga dun Said they got some 'dro, but I'm the one them niggas get it from They talkin' shit it's in they best interest to get a gun Grab the mack and now you spend a half a clip and them niggas ruuunnn Sissy niggas sweeter than a cinnabon Want 'em knocked off, we the ones you call to get it donnneee Lot of rappers say they G's, I don't feel 'em none (naw) Yeah I s..s..sold keys and I'ma still a dun O.G. as usual, low key movin' In a Volt 3, don't look {*gun sounds*} +U Don't Know Me+ Gangsta, gangsta this ain't the time Attention to pump a paint, shit I ain't the kind You don't wanna see me that's why I say no thanks to nines AK's, AR's, man I can't decide I got the mind of a hustla, hellacious grind And I hold my city down like an anchor iron [Chorus w/ T.I. ad libs] - repeat 2X