Gospel Gangstaz - G'ed Up Lyrics
Chorus:I'm on the block but i treat it like a glass cathedralhow you walk with God when you smash cerebralshis boots stay clean and his jeans are starchedhis team wit' em' cause they seen his heartthey know we stay g'd up head to toefrom his crown down to his soleseveryday we stay g'd up head to toefrom his crown down to they solesChille Baby:I keep it poppin' yet the ghetto is my pulpitwe street disciples loaded with a full clipaint fearing nothing got the heart of a lion thoughaint nobody dyin' thoughwe steady walkin' flyin lowriders rollin' regals in the heat of the nighthop out holler at the homies so they can see its some lightat the end of the tunnel from the biz to the G codei got respect, no less, they heard about my street modefrom Killa Cali we valley to the east coastwe here to warn you we on you we got peopleno gimmicks ima finish with this punch likei ride for God and down to die on the front line!Chorus:I'm on the block but i treat it like a glass cathedralhow you walk with God when you smash cerebralshis boots stay clean and his jeans are starchedhis team wit' em' cause they seen his heartthey know we stay g'd up head to toefrom his crown down to his soleseveryday we stay g'd up head to toefrom his crown down to they solesMr. Solo:Wake up, hop out my bed and i thank yuhyour work for having mercy on a gangstablock savage not your everyday averagepull a heist for the cabbagelivin' life like were rabbitssome suckas got shook when the bucka blastednot me cause i was cut from anotha fabriconly reason why they got (?) cause they let 'em have iti was cut to roll and tuck and duck with the (?)smashin';batteries and dumpsdrownin' the well with the 412's rattlin' the trunkthe sharks;the d.a the feds and the narcsatf they all play their partsit happens on the yardhomies tossed behind state barsnot to mention ones we lost to the graveyardno clergy (?) just jeans and boots homiewhat you mean homie its team the truthChorus:I'm on the block but i treat it like a glass cathedralhow you walk with God when you smash cerebralshis boots stay clean and his jeans are starchedhis team wit' em' cause they seen his heartthey know we stay g'd up from head to toefrom his crown down to his soleseveryday we stay g'd up head to toefrom his crown down to they solesChille Baby:My hood live like the NBAyea its that locc Chille Baby use to serve that yayAND, on occasionally i grab that Kand do damage banishin' my pockets were famishedbut i managed to boucne back got my mind rightLuchi Bugotti design; count stacksWEST! push the good news just like a paper routeg'd up blessed ballers time to bring them scrapers outCal Felon:man i'm confident like Biggie so i'm (?)i'm dangerous keep that (?) *****ed with somethin' stuck in the chamberboy im a west coast bang banger livin' it upyou__ conviction i'm familiar with that trick in your eyesCal Felon's room can see you from a distance in sightyea i go thump like mines cause i'm ready to ridemortalized from gang signs convictions rippin' on sightso i don't hesitate to squeeze it throw 'em up in a fightChorus:I'm g'd up but i treat it like a glass cathedralhow you walk with God when you smash cerebralshis boots stay clean and his jeans are starchedhis team wit' em' cause they seen his heartthey know we stay g'd up head to toefrom his crown down to his soleseveryday we stay g'd up head to toefrom his crown down to they soles
