Still A “G” (Explicit)

Still A “G” (Explicit) - Lil’ Keke/Killa Kyleon

The sequel Don K got's to be a G

Got's to be a G till the day that I die

That's what it is I'm going all the way back to G

This the one that brought me back

G till the day I doe ni**a hey

Rest in peace to them boys gone welcome back to them boy's home

Thank the Lord that I'm still on even though that I live wrong

Lot of hate since I came back f**k em all since I came up

Same hood ni**a South Park blowing grams with that same cup

Mama ran cause I'm thugged out daddy died when I was 19

He never knew that I'd be a G still chasing that king dream

Up late and I'm going in rapping hard for them green bucks

Now real niggaz and O G 's stay in my voice and stand up

Herschelwood that's where I'm at hardhead with that black gat

This war's on I stand strong

It's straight forward no turning back

I got the bread and I'm coming home rep

It hard till I'm dead and gone

This Don Ke and I'm still a G

I swear to God they know this song

Got's to be a G I got's to be a G

Got's to be a G till the day that I die

Ay yeah hey check one-two what it do

This Dead End so I talk for H A W K

Check it back and I rep for Screw

Crestmont leaning in the leans stuck on that oil like I stepped in glue

Houston Oiler 3-4 repping that like Earl Campbell

Bopping b**ches all on dick eat my sausage like Earl Campbell

Southside of that Astrodome 2-88 I'm passing Reed

With a bad b**ch she out the car I'm po'ing oil she passing w**d

Hit Cal Wayne what that Dre do Grit Boyz real niggaz

Free Ron G and that T-Bone DEA real niggaz

Scar in the H like my stroke fitted real G I go get it

Certified like I tip of course slab parked so I took the Porsche

Talk money till a ni**a hoarse keep it G like Gucci 'steins

Still in the hood with them Grit Boyz

And not the niggaz that Gucci signed

Yeah yeah got to be a G till the day that I die

That I die till the day that I die

Got's to be a G yeah got's to be a G that what it is

They didn't know the sequel was gon' turn out like this here

We still hood G till I die

I kept praying and I thank God Lord knows that the streets fraud

Left the block with my head up understood that the streets hard

I'm still here and I'm still bout it rep the hood for them boys locked

I do this sh*t for that Southside and all them niggaz on y'all block

Let em know that these streets real jackers roll and them corners hot

Hit the hood with yo mind right then take it slow cause them laws out

This Don Ke they know me I'm O G for real

I grind I won't mind that's just what it is