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Webb Wilder - G Shit lyrics
[Intro:]
 Yeah Trill entertainment young savage I'm all the way gangsta 
 I heard they wanted G-shit 
 Well i'ma G it to you nigga 
 [Verse 1:]
 Tell me what you know about me 
 W.E.B.B.I.E A.K.A trill E.N.T 
 Young S.A.V.A.G.E nigga 
 In the streets that where I be that's where im at 'cause 
 That's where I was way before the fuckin' rap 'cause 
 Tryin' loud cap get yo ass capped 'cause 
 Or in the muthafuckin' trunk behind the speakaz 
 I pack gatz like them old school beepaz Bitch you got that work but you workin' them people 
 Yeah 
 Talkin' shit like a hoe about me huh 
 So like a man i'ma murk you when i see ya 
 Catch yo bitch on that cell phone shoot up her Nokia
 You ain' stupid you got ears bitch you know i'm forreal 
 Get that chainsaw and let you feel that pain that I feel 
 Slice yo ass all the way down from yo brain to yo ear 
 [Chorus:]
 You want G-shit shit 
 You want G-shit shit 
 You want G-shit shit 
 You want G-shit shit 
 Well I'ma give it to ya 
 Well I'ma give it to ya 
 Well I'ma give it to ya 
 Well I'ma give it to ya 
 [Verse 2:]
 I'm about business nigga 
 An in the kitchen nigga 
 Got long bread I can hit you from long distance nigga 
 I'ma bad bitch getta 
 A picky picky nigga 
 Gotta have a straight face some ass and some titties nigga 
 I'ma untamed gorilla cut throat mutha fucka 
 Threw my 18 years i done pulled all types of hustles 
 You don't wanna start nothing 'cause the whole boot comin 
 Might as well ask Stevie Wonder nigga I ain't seen nothing 
 Fuck another nigga business I'ma mind my own Webb Wilder - G Shit - http://motolyrics.com/webb-wilder/g-shit-lyrics.html
 Before I get in another nigga shit I'ma find my own 
 Yeah play with me and bullets slang like stones 
 Ain't no sense in wearing vestes 'cause those bullets catch domes 
 But cha know my vest i never leave without that since them pussy ass niggas tried to shoot in my chest 
 We want that real gangsta shit that's what the real niggas stress 
 Put the savage in the mic it's a bet 
 [Chorus:]
 You want G-shit shit 
 You want G-shit shit 
 You want G-shit shit 
 You want G-shit shit 
 Well I'ma give it to ya 
 Well I'ma give it to ya 
 Well I'ma give it to ya 
 Well I'ma give it to ya 
 [Verse 3:]
 I ain't at home unless I'm right where the block at 
 I keep a ghetto ass bitch out the projects 
 Don't sell weed 'cause i smoke it bitch i sell crack 
 Don't buy pussy 'cause it's free bitch I buy lacs 
 I got stacks 'cause i'm all about cake 
 Real niggas I done jacked real niggas bare face 
 Keep a muthafuckin' K 
 Keep more than one clip 
 I'ma mutha fuckin' playa i keep more than one bitch 
 The real deal so they steal my shit 
 It's all trill real rappers don't stop with these hits 
 It comes to real 
 I'm the realest 
 I'm the trill familylidist 
 You want gangsta shit so that's how you gone get it 
 [Chorus:]
 You want G-shit shit 
 You want G-shit shit 
 You want G-shit shit 
 You want G-shit shit 
 Well I'ma give it to ya 
 Well I'ma give it to ya 
 Well I'ma give it to ya 
 Well I'ma give it to ya









