เนื้อเพลง G Sh*t - Webbie

[Intro:]
Yeah Trill entertainment young savage I'm all the way gangsta
I heard they wanted G-sh*t
well i'ma G it to you n*gga

[Verse 1:]
Tell me what you know about me
W.E.B.B.I.E A.K.A trill E.N.T
young S.A.V.A.G.E n*gga
In the streets that where I be thats where im at cuz
Thats where I was way before the f*ckin' rap cuz
Tryin' law cap get yo ass capped cuz
Or in the muthaf*ckin' trunk behind the speakaz
I pack gatz like them old school beepaz B*tch you got that work but you workin' them people
Yeah
Talkin' sh*t like a hoe about me huh
So like a man i'ma murk you when i see ya
Catch yo b*tch on that cell phone shoot up up her Nokia
You ain' stupid you got ears b*tch you know i'm forreal
Get that chainsaw and let you feel that pain that I feel
Slice yo ass all the way down from yo brain to yo ear

[Chorus:]
You want G-sh*t sh*t
You want G-sh*t sh*t
You want G-sh*t sh*t
You want G-sh*t sh*t
Well I'ma give it to ya
Well I'ma give it to ya
Well I'ma give it to ya
Well I'ma give it to ya

[Verse 2:]
I'm about business n*gga
An in the kitchen n*gga
Got long bread I can hit you from long distance n*gga
I'ma bad b*tch getta
A picky picky n*gga
Gotta have a straight face some ass and some titties n*gga
I'ma untamed gorilla cut throat mutha f*cka
Threw my 18 years i done pulled all types of hustles
you don't wanna start nothing cuz the whole boot comin
might ass well ask Stevie Wonder n*gga I ain't seen nothing
F*ck another n*gga business I'ma mind my own
Before I get in another n*gga sh*t I'ma find my own
Yeah play with me and bullets slang like stones
Ain't no sense in wearing vestes cuz those bullets catch domes
But cha know my vest i never leave without that since them p*ssy ass n*ggas tried to shoot in my chest
We want that real gangsta sh*t that's what the real n*ggas stress
Put the savage in the mic it's a bet

[Chorus:]
You want G-sh*t sh*t
You want G-sh*t sh*t
You want G-sh*t sh*t
You want G-sh*t sh*t
Well I'ma give it to ya
Well I'ma give it to ya
Well I'ma give it to ya
Well I'ma give it to ya

[Verse 3:]
I ain't at home unless I'm right where the block at
I keep a ghetto ass b*tch out the projects
Don't sell weed cuz i smoke it b*tch i sell crack
Don't buy p*ssy cuz it's free b*tch I buy lacs
I got stacks cuz i'm all about cake
Real n*ggas I done jacked real n*ggas bare face
Keep a mutha f*cka K
Keep more than one clip
I'ma mutha f*ckin' playa i keep more than one b*tch
The real deal so they steal my sh*t
It's all trill real rappers don't stop with these hits
It comes to real
I'm the realest
I'm the trill familylidist
You want gangsta sh*t so that's how you gone get it

[Chorus:]
You want G-sh*t sh*t
You want G-sh*t sh*t
You want G-sh*t sh*t
You want G-sh*t sh*t
Well I'ma give it to ya
Well I'ma give it to ya
Well I'ma give it to ya
Well I'ma give it to ya