I Am Lyrics by G-Dep

I Am Lyrics

    ft. Kool G. Rap, Rakim

    [Kool G Rap]
    G Rap with my nigga G-Dep
    We about to do it Gorilla style, u heard
    It's a Igloo-Badboy collabo thing u know
    Y'all niggaz ain't ready for it
    Coming rambo style nigga
    2 guns up
    Y'all niggaz better duck down
    I'll get your cap lifted off
    Thats how we doing it for the new millennium u heard

    [G Dep]
    Regardless of the wait i'm gonna stay straight ghetto
    Everybody high, don't nobody say hello
    Even when the sunshining it ain't yellow
    Get out of the borough
    If u know it ain't thorough
    Niggas play ball, AWOL, on the furlow
    Still came down on the furl and pumped hero
    Red and grey Macs
    Keep it clean as Ajax
    Ghettos sling cracks
    While u niggas pay tax
    Now how ghetto is this
    u can catch me in your hallway taking a piss
    One hand on my dick one hand on a spliff
    Burnt lips from the roach clip, yellow tips
    If we aint closed it I get ferocious
    Know this whole shit will leave me in them roaches
    In your car motion I cause commotion
    And i probably need some lotion
    But i don't get fucked

    [CHORUS]
    [G Dep (sung)]

    I am
    (a ghetto nigga)
    A ghetto nigga you can tell in a talk
    On the corner selling the snort
    It's hell in New York
    Won't stop for a minute cops telling you hawk
    Fake guards telling you pork
    Settle for shorts
    Running from court
    New ports, criminal thoughts
    On the blocks bodies acourt
    Nobody supports

    [Rakim]
    It's a ghetto nigga thorough niggas that get cake
    Five boroughs of niggaz do his ? a ? flip weight
    Change garments to trick Jake, u dis jake
    I want it yo I got warrants in six states
    They come in a stolen whip with switched plates
    Stickers hate I never leave a bread to trace
    Only evidence I leave is hickies on chicks' face
    In the corner with the crooked niggas
    But yo shit's straight
    We start war to leave with these seven revolvers
    Sell case never test the floor
    Sticky yank slicking enough y'all
    I'm a man enough to put on a dress
    To creep up like grand-moma and bust y'all
    Get close enough to part your vest and tux off
    Who would have thought the lady with the car would crush y'all
    Too smart to get caught
    But I got fam up north
    So if they put me in coughs
    I'll call fuck y'all

    [CHORUS]

    [Kool G Rap]
    Knock back the hammer smell the
    Pop that cantelope
    For the venom in my python spit
    It ain't no antidote
    Jackpot from crack blocks
    I was a man of dope
    Snapshots to get your camera broke
    You hoes used to plan a gross
    With the hands toast
    Close and stand opposed
    Rubber bands she knows
    Grams of the coke
    Razor blade tuck the side the line
    The banter of the coke
    Watching niggas die with my hand on their doe
    Singing with the bass
    And wash up the ?land? when they float
    Choking on your own words
    Should have watched the ground when u spoke
    One last final approach
    Make your whole family ghost
    Bust bottles of cham and and we toast
    Till your photo stamped in the post
    Sex gland cut off jammed in ur throat
    Man are u gross
    Bitch hanging from the lampost
    We shoot from up close
    Blow canners the most
    Catch an overdose
    Nigga we own the coast

    [G Dep (sung)]

    I am
    (a ghetto nigga) [X2]

    [Fade Out]

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