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G12 - The Field Lyrics



G12 - The Field Lyrics
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I put that shit on the scale piecin my pack til I get me a bail
I need a pack in the mail , ands lil bitch that I know dhat won't tell
I'm Neva takin an L, Told my lil play to meet me at the Shell
All I be serving is straight 93, and I Swea you can tell from the smell
Trappin like My Name was Dale, I run a route to get rid of the sak
I'm tryna hustle my way to a lac, triple golds Dates w/ a Dime in the Back
I don't believe in dhese niggas so My feature price ain't no less than a stack
If you don't like it then straighten it then, Kuz everything dhat I dun Said is
Pull up and Servin ya bitch, I know Thank I'm the shit
And she told me you be talkin too much and dhen told me let make em a lick
I jus be doin my thang when I'm Swang in the whip in dhis bitch like I ain't gotta brain
Fxck y'all dhese niggas who steady be speakin on me and Dhey flexin Like Dhey wanna Name
Talkin dhat shit is how niggas get put in the dirt and Yo face gon get put on a shirt
Fxck all the talkin My nigga go put in the work before we go put you in hurst
And if dhat shit ain't bout cake, I ain't puttin it 1st, Been the same nigga since birth
Honestly I couldn't say it's a gift or a curse, but let me continue the verse
Comin down and I been trill, Got 1 hand when I work the wheel
GAF How dhese niggas feel. I'm jus killin dhese Beats for a simply thrill
I'm steady focused on Dolla Bills, tryna cop the house sittin on the hill
So if dhat shit ain't got 8 figures, don't talk to me about record deals
Lotta Niggas be tryna kick the shit I be kickin and Dhey cant Doe
Kuz when Dhem niggas sat out Dhey couch I was on the grind fo a bankroll
Im an Inglewood Trap Nigga but it ain't a place dhat I can't go
I'm certified in my stance bitch ion gaf what you thank hoe
Dolla signs in my day dreams, if I'm dead broke it's a nightmare
Savage Life jus Like Webbie nigga, I'm booted up and don't fight fair
So Any nigga want smoke with us , dhen don't leave Kuz we gon right there
Boy you'll loose yo life there , knock a Nigga outta his Nike Airs
Bullshit don't concern me , so miss me with dhat fake cap
Can't Fall Aslp in dhis lifestyle, shit it's hard for me to just take a nap
All I serve is dhat Real Rap , everythang dhat I Say is fact
Jus Keep dhat shit A1 w/ me and Don't mention me in yo diss tracks
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I put that shit on the scale piecin my pack til I get me a bail
I need a pack in the mail , ands lil bitch that I know dhat won't tell
I'm Neva takin an L, Told my lil play to meet me at the Shell
All I be serving is straight 93, and I Swea you can tell from the smell
Trappin like My Name was Dale, I run a route to get rid of the sak
I'm tryna hustle my way to a lac, triple golds Dates w/ a Dime in the Back
I don't believe in dhese niggas so My feature price ain't no less than a stack
If you don't like it then straighten it then, Kuz everything dhat I dun Said is
Pull up and Servin ya bitch, I know Thank I'm the shit
And she told me you be talkin too much and dhen told me let make em a lick
I jus be doin my thang when I'm Swang in the whip in dhis bitch like I ain't gotta brain
Fxck y'all dhese niggas who steady be speakin on me and Dhey flexin Like Dhey wanna Name
Talkin dhat shit is how niggas get put in the dirt and Yo face gon get put on a shirt
Fxck all the talkin My nigga go put in the work before we go put you in hurst
And if dhat shit ain't bout cake, I ain't puttin it 1st, Been the same nigga since birth
Honestly I couldn't say it's a gift or a curse, but let me continue the verse
Comin down and I been trill, Got 1 hand when I work the wheel
GAF How dhese niggas feel. I'm jus killin dhese Beats for a simply thrill
I'm steady focused on Dolla Bills, tryna cop the house sittin on the hill
So if dhat shit ain't got 8 figures, don't talk to me about record deals
Lotta Niggas be tryna kick the shit I be kickin and Dhey cant Doe
Kuz when Dhem niggas sat out Dhey couch I was on the grind fo a bankroll
Im an Inglewood Trap Nigga but it ain't a place dhat I can't go
I'm certified in my stance bitch ion gaf what you thank hoe
Dolla signs in my day dreams, if I'm dead broke it's a nightmare
Savage Life jus Like Webbie nigga, I'm booted up and don't fight fair
So Any nigga want smoke with us , dhen don't leave Kuz we gon right there
Boy you'll loose yo life there , knock a Nigga outta his Nike Airs
Bullshit don't concern me , so miss me with dhat fake cap
Can't Fall Aslp in dhis lifestyle, shit it's hard for me to just take a nap
All I serve is dhat Real Rap , everythang dhat I Say is fact
Jus Keep dhat shit A1 w/ me and Don't mention me in yo diss tracks
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Writer: GREGORY SCOTT, JUSTIN MYATT
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Performed By: G12
Language: English
Length: 2:15
Written by: GREGORY SCOTT, JUSTIN MYATT

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