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Artist/Band: Rick Ross
Lyrics for Song: I'm A G
Lyrics for Album: Port Of Miami [2006]



DJ Khaled:

Beat Novocain



Hook

Lil' Wayne:

Yeah, uh, I wear the gun like a garment

Bulletproof car got me feeling like a turtle

Shit, these niggaz ain't satisfied 'til they get murdered, ya heard me

Yeah, and I'm a G

You don't know a mu'fuckin' thing about me

I'll tell you one mu'fuckin' thing about me

Bitch I got so much money on me, huh



Verse 1

Rick Ross:

I'm lookin' thug in the Bentley

I got a few slugs, don't tempt me

Khaled put me up on the fur mats

I'm a million-dollar nigga, let's confirm that

I rep Carol City out in Vegas

At the Magic, 100 thousand dollar bracelet

Mo' guns than the Matrix

Neo, reload, get ya face twist

Cartel, cocaine by the cases

Cartel, mo' cars than the races

AK's on the Lear jets (G4)

Rick Ross, I'm a real threat



Hook



Verse 2

Brisco:

Standing in the blue house, choppers in my right hand

Stomach growlin', the Brisc' gotta feed the fam

I gotta meet the man, the man with them kilograms

He bought to get jammed by the Open-Locker Goon

I found a needle in a haystack

Put boil in it, flood the streets, then got my weight back

Now I'm known around Dade as the Young Don

Ain't no bitch-made pussies where I come from (Nah)

And them dicks ain't stoppin' shit

8 pounds on the pinky, bird fed on the wrist

So far, so hood

When them rounds hit his ass, he ain't look so good

Now he leavin' in a black bag

He the roach, the Brisc' be the Black Flag

And don't leave your dope 'round me

Straight gutter for real

Ask your homie 'bout me, I'm a G



Hook



Verse 3

Lil' Wayne:

Fat paper bag, brown paper bag

Rubberband, green, paper cash, yep

Fuck wit' it, get the laser tag

Y'all niggaz better wave ya flag, it is over

I walk wit' a handgun, ridin' wit' a ploor

Vroom, it must been the Coupe or some'n

And since I love her I'ma put some candy on dat hoe

I go topless, no panties on dat hoe

See, y'all niggaz think it's sweet

Sweet-tooth niggaz get shot in the teeth

Like dat boy

I got guns where guns ain't supposed to be

You need to get a full dose of me, I'm crack



Hook



Verse 4

Rick Ross:

Niggaz know I'm millitant, know who you dealing with

Fuck your pretty whip, you niggaz ain't killin' shit

Every bird I whip, fuck it, every bird I'm with

I'm that Makaveli sucka, where dat murder hit

Y'all niggaz ain't trill (trill)

Y'all niggaz know the deal

Y'all niggaz want deals (deals)

What y'all talkin' is irrelevant

The shit'll leave a whole in a elephant (Boom)

And if I got it then I'm selling it (I'm selling it)

Need cheesecake like Frederick

You hear the redderick, prick, you not a predicate

Rick in the '7-6, six shot metal kit, Ross



Hook


Album Lyrics: Port Of Miami [2006]


Rick Ross
"Port Of Miami [2006]"


1. Push It
2. Blow
3. Hustlin'
4. Cross That Line
5. I'm Bad
6. For Da Low
7. Where My Money (I Need That)
8. Get Away
9. Hit U From The Back
10. White House
11. Pots And Pans
12. It's My Time
13. Street Life
14. Hustlin' (Remix)
15. I'm A G
16. Prayer