I'm a G

[Intro: Ab-Soul]

Yeah, got my nigga G Malone here, see he a g too

He understand what it be like

See I just wanna throw my swag on really

But Top and Punch, they just wanna see a nigga laid back

You know what I mean? Laid back

[Verse 1: Ab-Soul]

You imaginary niggas perplex me

You should see the corny shit they do to impress me

Actin' like bitches backstage who wanna sex me

Or baseball gloves all day tryin' to catch me

I run it like a track meet, but you never met me

Attract heat like black clothes or crack co-caine

My brain on the grain like a veggie (I'm uncomfortable dog)

You irritatin' like a wedgie

In particular I'm a don, mega like the maker of Friday

With nothin' to do and no job

This chrome that I hold will leave you holy like you know God

Sin City, murder in abundance

Where mothers look like they always smell onions

Ride by the elementary and kids cussin'

And it's nothin' new to us you could do to us

So get your weapon or player just get to steppin' up the stairway to heaven

[Chorus]

I'm a g from the floor

All the way up to the LA fitted up on my dome

They won't leave me alone (And I know)

You can't resist (And you don't)

Even exist

I see right through you niggas just like a ghost

Cause I'm a g for sure

[Verse 2: Glasses Malone]

They say I talk big shit

I can't help it, I'm on my sixth whip

[?] gotta say some slick shit

I'm so screwed up just like a [?]

Bobby B, I used to pitch sticks

Every pour I was forced just to take a few whiffs

That's why I'm part eclectic

High all the time and my art reflects it

This is Watts where we spark detectives

And money can't even get you marks accepted

You need to chill with the g talk

Cause half you rap bloods used to C-walk

Now all the fuckin' sudden you's a B dog

I been bangin' since hangin' by the seesaw

Niggas think bloodin' is a fad, on crip

Got my real blood homies lookin' bad

[Chorus]

I'm a g from the floor

All the way up to the LA fitted up on my dome

They won't leave me alone (And I know)

You can't resist (And you don't)

Even exist

I see right through you niggas just like a ghost

Cause I'm a g for sure

[Verse 3: Schoolboy Q]

Naw, I ain't into the tough talk

From the 1950's where we'd rather let our guns spark

Chill with your colored scarf, shots take your caps off

Close range with the burner, nigga, 'til your skull [?]

Get with shit, Top Dawg's one and only blue pit

All black four fifth dumpin' at your loose lips

Yeah I'm trippin', best believe a nigga crippin'

I'd even rob Obama if I catch the nigga slippin'

Catch a nigga dippin' nigga

Ridin' through the fifties on chucks lookin' crispy

Man I wish a nigga tempt me nigga

Bustin' 'til it's empty, done with the plan

Need to take a trip to hell and have the devil start prayin'

Hammer start sprayin', lead into my rifle

Make a nigga bleed just for fuckin' with my cycle

Bigger than the Eiffel

Tower, havin' power niggas softer than a flower

Time to make these cats devour

[Chorus]

I'm a g from the floor

All the way up to the LA fitted up on my dome

They won't leave me alone (And I know)

You can't resist (And you don't)

Even exist

I see right through you niggas just like a ghost

Cause I'm a g for sure

[Outro: Ab-Soul]

Yeah homie, you already know how it's goin' homie

It's west coast homie, best coast homie, better smoke

Know what I'm sayin', left side of the map, know what I'm sayin'

Straight up, come to the hood, fuck with us

Know what I'm sayin', straight up

I be at the Del Amo Swap Meet right now

With the corduroy house slippers on with the back folded down under the

You know what I'm talkin' 'bout, hey pass me a bigger rip