Febricated G’z

Album cover art for "Febricated G’z" by Big Tray Deee

Big Tray Deee - Rap, Gangsta Rap

Febricated G’z

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[Intro : DJ Kay Slay] Fabricated G's by Big Tray Deee Real G nigga Holla at your boy [Verse One: Big Tray Deee] Back up nigga before I had to get that Homie I'm from .. my only crips at Locked out, no doubt, packing your big gaps Get that ass up and you're hearing the clip clap Cloud mother*cker need and knock your shit back Guess it will be best you could runnin' your lips back Fabricated gangstas I've been .. and get that Talk to see, walk to see, chocking and leave that Check the boards in the stores, I'm the .. by four The general original I saw it the call Hold is on, ain't no other rapper is wrong Having your joke just be and I'm clapping the sword Other your chest, better be running in the west In your jacket, get it if you come to contest Nothing last and macking it Gang bang after this, it's natural shit Nigga be the .. I ain't gotta practice it The shit, strip your G style from the set to the county to the P Now P, how I keep my gangsta standin' Will stay and everything I keep my gangsta handin in Homie low key stay chasin' them guap Got the homies, OT now blaming the block Check the name, .. even bangin' them guacks Trade D and stay G, get the day that I drop The day that I drop, drop stay the day off their Glock My .. every day till they got Hated or not, banging never aiming to stop Tryin to beef, G's keep making the pop Straight out the box, can't be a day in my props Stayin to stop, twenty like a .. when I hop Say that I got ambition of a ride that I pop G cream of the prop on the rise to the top Now will back up nigga 'fore I had to get that Homie I'm from .. my only creeps at Locked out, no doubt packing them big gats Hit that ass up you're hearing that clip clap Clown mother*cker need and knock your shit back Guess it will be best you could run to your lips back Fabricated gangstas out of .. and been that Talk and see, walk and snitch, chocking and leave that Stats in the tats I'm the real and it's the rap I'm innocent fat and .. the killer you kept plan Keeps in the .. place you defeat Staying the bricks sleeping what a key in the seat Patrone is on, docking in my focus is on Blowing your dawn, catch you nigga rolling the law Snick em to slick, keep to stay the clips and the hit Soon as I creep, squeeze till I hit what I see Insist complete nigga I'm the shit in the beach Mention the G, you're making then my business to speak Creepin' you nigga, no other sense is vicious me Bitch I'm a G, bustenly, permission to speak Flow as the bomb, resident and smoking with come Know as a dawn, making rappers, slow to respond What a D great to .. want in a state It's other the bake, wrote with the .. with base Knowledge is deep so I'ma model top of the streets .. Top of the pick, green grass out of their seats Hands in the sky, waving up from side to side.. Divine plus a nigga style is fly Smooth but rough, every walk, cruise a buss Cruise this slump, leaving rap cruise the struck Solo I crush, bringing if you think it's a bluff Treat officials with 'em and say nobody could f*ck Slow up nigga before I had to get that Cold me out some blown this one my only creeps at Locked out, no doubt, I'm packing your big gats Hit that ass up if you hearin' the clip clap Loud mother*cker and hearin' not but ship back Guess if you best you could run and your looks Glock Fabricated next as Alice been and .. that Talk and see, walk and see, chocking in me that

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  • Big Tray Deee