I'm a G Lyrics

INTRO (Yung Joc) Is that right? Block Hustlenomic$ BNT ho! A G is what a G does bay, my momma told me dat BNT ho! Dro, Bun-B, Yung Joc..let's go
(Chorus) I'm the seventh letter of the alphabet (I'm a G) And in my pocket it ain't ever nothin less And if your bitch f**k me she f**ked the rest Cuz I'm a A B C D E O G
(Verse 1: Yung Joc) You can catch me in the A Check my DNA What can I say? I'm a G 100% all da way The block on lock, jet like the chain gang The hustlenomic$ piece back and forth when the chain swang I'm blowin' grandaddy just so I can maintain I'm a G and I'll tell ya bitch da same thang Middle finga to ya pussies, nigga no shame '77 Chevelle, same color cocaine And I'm a true balla n G playin in da deck Out with the young'ns nigga, get money and respect You in that name droppin' get u and yo mans wet Nigga I'm a G now who the f**k u think u playin wit?
(Chorus x2) I'm the seventh letter of the alphabet (I'm a G) And in my pocket it ain't ever nothin less And if your bitch f**k me she f**ked the rest Cuz I'm a A B C D E O G
(Verse 2: Young Dro) Nuttin but a G baby Its ya boy Young Dro right here You know Ima G, Ey Look Pull up on the scene Bitch I'm cleaner than chlorine Rock stop comin' Ima probably sell Codene Shoot a nigga ear off from up the street, no beam [ From: http://www.metrolyrics.com/im-a-g-lyrics-yung-joc.html ] Work for my cousin down in Florida named Doreen All I want is some more cream, my wrist on jack frost Tell em again they see it, my wrist on jack frost I ain't gotta say how much the mothaf**kin bet cost 30" stretchas on the Escalade lac cost Bitch I'm from the projects you can't miss me wit dat rep talk Catch me up on Simpson road tearin' up da asphalt Took alota cash and walked Jury, scurred me Eights on da donk make it hard to steering Swingin' on a nigga, swear I gotta feel some fury Trappin at da hotel, you can catch me at the jewlery A general and surely man I seem pearly I got this shit locked, tell momma don't worry
(Chorus x2) I'm the seventh letter of the alphabet (I'm a G) And in my pocket there ain't ever nothin less And if your bitch f**k me she f**ked the rest Cuz I'm a A B C D E O G
(Verse 3: Bun-B) You see me hop out of a '08 somethin' on 24's Rockin' this newest experiment in some next season clothes I guess that's the reason ho's stop drop tuck and roll Like an inferno then turn over and suck the pole I'm so f**kin' cold I give a polar bear frost bite You see my jewelry, you know what it cost right? You see my toolery, it's bigger than your arm so No Tom foolery and you won't see da bomb blow Need a bomb ho, yung joc got da work, I need some bomb dro best thang smokin got da purp Let me hit em on the chirp, and orchestrate a rendezvous We meet some boppas, bottles, and don't forget the Bombay too Ooh, you know who's keepin it trilla Just name any thug, gangsta, soulja, or gorilla I'll snatch him up by his shouldas and strip off his strips Cuz when you trill you don't trip off da hype, that ain't my type
(Chorus x3) I'm the seventh letter of the alphabet (I'm a G) And in my pocket there ain't ever nothin less And if your bitch f**k me she f**ked the rest Cuz I'm a A B C D E O G