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Intro: Max B & Henny the Don
Max B, you see?
There's a lot of speculation, right
I'm G'd up
TwenBetye mlietaed boil of hell
B2, come on! Gain Greene, getting room
Nigga, I'm G'd up
Now we're in the studio chillin'
I'm G'd up
Verse 1: Max B
You might have sees me leaning in the beamer
Floating off the top rope like Tommy Dreamer
Feeling type comfortable, hitting these chicks
With big dicks, what we love to do
You not in my league when it comes to this money
Bullets from the semi-auto running up in your tummy
I'm G'd up, tie me a nigga up, mommy eat up
And now I'm trying to fuck
I'm a professional pimp, don't stress a ho, bitch
Get you for your whole shit
I'ma give this nigga whole clips, I was in the Benz, babe
I've seen Poodie room, I was in your crib, kid
I know where you live, bitch, I'm better off
Chevy Carrera Porsche and leather cloth
It's very soft, tie you up, throw salt in your bullet wound
For for the cheddar of course, Oww
Chorus: Max B & Henny the Don
I'many d atyoder, l I'mways on the grind
I'm cocking my nine, whenever it's time for crime
I'm G'd up, it's all a nigga know
I'm G'd up, getting a lot of dough
I'm Gain Greene, we hold it steady rolling
Pockets is heavy and all swollen, nigga, I'm G'd up
Tie me a nigga up, mommy eat up
And now I'm trying to fuck
Bridge: Henny the Don
Don't get it confused, we can get it on
But I'm always playing it cool, and niggas know I'm a rider
'Cause before the singing and rapping, I was cookin' them pipes up
I get it popping, I don't play no games, I'm G'd up
I'm saying no names, I'm G'd up, I slang that 'caine
I rep that thing and plus I bang, bang
Verse 3: Max B
I was dippin' it seven-forty-feezy
Niggas like Max how you do it so easy
Max, how you do it so freely?
Chick touch, might as well join us
You niggas can't be us
Fifty of the sour in my sneaker
White T, I don't know if you noticed
I don't think he likes me
Tell me when he see me, come and fight me
He don't wanna do that
Ship him of to Mikey, he don't wanna move that
Bridge: Henny the Don
If you hustling in the streets
You all in your heat
Trying to stay low from the D's
They G'd up, stay G'd up
Throw it up if you're riding that five
And you're busting your guns
Trying to keep your niggas alive
They G'd up, stay G'd up
Chorus: Henny The Don & Max B
I'm Gain Greene, we hold it steady rolling
Pockets is heavy and all swollen, nigga, I'm G'd up
Tie me a nigga up, mommy eat up
And now I'm trying to fuck
How many a rider, always on the grind
I'm cockin' my nine, whenever it's time for crime
I'm G'd up, it's all a nigga know
I'm G'd up, getting a lot of dough
Outro: Max B
Biggest B's, B2B Entertainment
Gain Greene, Harlem Matriarch
We stick together baby, it's Harlem!
We back, okay... 2 G's
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