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Tommy G Lyrics[Intro]
Ayy, who made it?
[?] made it
AK fuckin' up the beat

[Chorus]
I got the heat, boy, I stay in the street
You ain't ever outside, where the fuck do you be?
Got a Glock in the bush, and the cameras in trees
I'm on the side where it's, "Fuck the police"
Can't come 'round, boy, if you ain't good with me
If it ain't good with me, it ain't good with OG
I push up with that choppa, it's takin' out teeth

[Verse 1]
Bitch, I'm a menace, with that big ol' choppa
It's takin' out teeth like a dentist
I push up a pole like I'm doin' some fishin'
If he want the smoke, then it's up, and we gettin' it
That boy gon' die, and be dead in a minutе for dissin'
Visit your block like I was Tommy G
If he diss on the 'nеt, let the big Tommy speak
And that boy is a bitch, he don't do what he preach
Got the stick and the bulletin board like I'm ready to teach
I put one of my opps on a bitch, so that's who we gon' reach
If he ain't with his gang, we gon' find where he sleep
Put a big ol' damn drum in his face like a beat

[Chorus]
I got the heat, boy, I stay in the street
You ain't ever outside, where the fuck do you be?
Got a Glock in the bush, and the cameras in trees
I'm on the side where it's, "Fuck the police"
Can't come 'round, boy, if you ain't good with me
If it ain't good with me, it ain't good with OG
I push up with that choppa, it's takin' out teeth

[Verse 2]
I been on a whole lotta mob shit
Lil' boy talk shit, he can get beat with the mopstick
Gotta really gas 'em, I be [?] while we kill 'em, doin' nonsense
I got some green light shooters, he gon' [?] nonsense
Hit you with the MAC, feel like a [?]
Presidential caddy, [?] like I'm Mike Pence
Hook 'em with a right hit, make 'em do five flips
Man, I got some [?], I'm Mike Tyson
I push back his fifty, yeah
I'm about to hop out of the cut with new extensions, yeah
Big Bentley, what I'm whippin', yeah
I put the chrome up to your dome and have you dippin', yeah
Quarter kilos in that bag, two bad bitches be in my bed
Yeah, you try to get that bag, but you don't do enough
She said she left that dumb, broke bitch, I know she knew what's up
Man, I had to leave that club, then came to shoot it up
I have two legal guns on me, I'm askin' you what's up
(Slime [?] with the two liter)
(The dumb bitch tried to [?] like he a rookie, huh)

[Chorus]
I got the heat, boy, I stay in the street
You ain't ever outside, where the fuck do you be?
Got a Glock in the bush, and the cameras in trees
I'm on the side where it's, "Fuck the police"
Can't come 'round, boy, if you ain't good with me
If it ain't good with me, it ain't good with OG
I push up with that choppa, it's takin' out teeth