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Yeah Oh it is what it is right here Cass you a fool for this shit, nigga Yeah, we gon' G-step tonight, baby We gon' step in the name of glory, let's go Yeah, uh I'ma take y'all to the motherfuckin' on this one, let's go, uh Cincinnati, Tennessee, all my niggas in the D Yeah look, look Cleveland, Philly too, Chi-Town, VA, Bmore, what it do? What's up? What's really goin' on? Tellin' me I gotta put my feelings on this song Tell 'em 'bout them devils playin' games in my mind Ex drug dealer, still tryna be divine Take a look in my thoughts, yeah you know what's on my mind By any means yeah, that's just how I'm designed We talk about the struggle, Michael Jackson in his prime Even put 'em on a scale, 'til I seen that 9-9 Thug motivation, yeah I did it for the thugs It wasn't 'bout the money, I just done it for the love Eyes wide shut, bitch I'm lookin' for the hate shit Lookin' too real, I started lookin' for the fake, sheesh Hmm Letras de cancionesBrown in my cup, stress on my mind But I'll be fine, I gonna G-step tonight (G-step), G-step tonight (G-step, G-step) Oh, I know sometimes we got to smile, to keep from cryin' We're gonna, G-step tonight (G-step), G-step tonight (G-step, G-step) Niggas still fishin' I ain't goin' for the bait To focus on me, them motherfuckas gotta wait Solid on solid, I put that on my rep When I'm on that brown, we gon' get a mean two-step To the left, to the right, it's about that time And you ain't never heard that I don't got grind If you in this paperwork, he don't cross that line And if we talkin', well we ain't talking 'bout mine Call it motivation, yeah I done it for the thugs It wasn't 'bout the money, I just done it for the love Eyes wide shut, bitch I'm lookin' for the hate shit Lookin' too real, I started lookin' for the fake, sheesh Solid on solid, I put that on my rep When I'm on that brown, we gon' get a mean two-step To the left, to the right, it's about that time And you ain't never heard that I don't got grind, sheesh Hmm Brown in my cup, stress on my mind But I'll be fine, I gonna G-step tonight (G-step), G-step tonight (G-step, G-step) Oh, I know sometimes we got to smile, to keep from cryin' We're gonna, G-step tonight (G-step), G-step tonight (G-step, G-step) Niggas smear my name, should be mad at the motherfuckin' niggas that told on 'em Doin' dirt on my name, should be mad at the motherfuckin' niggas that rode on 'em All them singers in the club, should be mad at the motherfuckin' bitches, went cold on 'em Same nigga 'bout some blow, same nigga in the motherfuckin' courtroom fold on 'em Cincinnati, Tennessee, all my niggas in the D Yeah look, look Cleveland, Philly too, Chi-Town, VA, Bmore, what it do? What's up? From Letras Mania