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Uncle Murda

"G Check"

[Chorus: Waka Flocka Flame]
I see this n*gga repping, right side hanging
Flamed up, banging, what set your ass claiming?
G check, G check, G check, G check
G check, G check, G check, G check
I ran up on this n*gga, who your big homie?
Asked him what his lingo, he said I don't even know
G check, G check, G check, G check
G check, G check, G check, G check

[Verse 1: YG Hootie]
Ran up on this n*gga, finna check the boy's status
Looked him right up in his eyes like, "n*gga, where you from?
Who your big homie? What block you n*ggas bang?
Who you know up on that yard? Talking real big homies"
Respect all the riders, G checking all the phonies
Ain't f*cking with no suckers, they lying when they say they know me
I'm from west side Bompton
God bless all my riders, death to my enemies
I'm taking n*ggas' flags, n*ggas better leave the spot
For all the n*ggas on my block, it's like me snitching to the cops
Out of line, you get disciplined, better do some missions, then
I didn't get my name for free, f*ck, I had to get it in

[Chorus: Waka Flocka Flame]
I see this n*gga repping, right side hanging
Flamed up, banging, what set your ass claiming?
G check, G check, G check, G check
G check, G check, G check, G check
I ran up on this n*gga, who your big homie?
Asked him what his lingo, he said I don't even know
G check, G check, G check, G check
G check, G check, G check, G check

[Verse 2: Bo Deal]
n*gga fronting, I'll hit him up, n*gga, what? We can get a mut
pus*y n*ggas ain't real as us, just like the candle, I lit him up
Always talking that tough sh*t, I ain't the n*gga to f*ck with
Choppers loading up, n*ggas folding up, Superman couldn't duck this
Bo Deal, big boss, VL is all I know
Catch you in that field, hoe, stingers rolling up real slow
n*ggas breaking out scared as f*ck, tucking tails, you a man or what?
I ain't think so, c*ck it, squeeze, I'm dropping everything standing up
Lay down or get laid down, 40 Cal. and AK down
What you claim? Better say it now
You got a gun? Better spray it now
Or you will get your ass knocked off when the Glock cough
Topped off, dumb dumbs will leave you burning like hot sauce

[Chorus: Waka Flocka Flame]
I see this n*gga repping, right side hanging
Flamed up, banging, what set your ass claiming?
G check, G check, G check, G check
G check, G check, G check, G check
I ran up on this n*gga, who your big homie?
Asked him what his lingo, he said I don't even know
G check, G check, G check, G check
G check, G check, G check, G check

[Verse 3: Joe Moses]
It's money over everything, five-four wedding ring
Married to the mob, all I know is Mighty Brim Gang
B's up, what it do? Five, zero, five, two
Thirty-seven, sixty-two, the set is like a f*cking zoo
Lions and them tigers, I be mobbing like them YG'
AK'll chop a n*gga, silence when that chopper squeeze
f*ck them, Waka Flocka, All Out is like the new mob
Hootie, say, "f*ck them", new West, this is Brick Squad
Down like I'm 'posed to be, n*ggas don't get close to me
I'm Blooding, b*tch, this Blood's on the set, this how this 'posed to be
We thugging, b*tch, we 'posed to be, we killing sh*t, you 'posed to grieve
Suge Gotti, tell them who got the streets

[Chorus: Waka Flocka Flame]
I see this n*gga repping, right side hanging
Flamed up, banging, what set your ass claiming?
G check, G check, G check, G check
G check, G check, G check, G check
I ran up on this n*gga, who your big homie?
Asked him what his lingo, he said I don't even know
G check, G check, G check, G check
G check, G check, G check, G check

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