G-Thang by Tron LegaC Lyrics
[Intro: YBMAD Radio Host Gott Damn with tha D]
Welcome to YBMAD radio, its your Host Gott Damn w/ tha D
On Today’s show we got some good high quality good music coming yo way
Also with a lot of celeb gossip yal
Right now we gone get to these phone lines cuz they been buzzing like them bumble bees baby
Say caller let em know your name, where you from, and what you feeling like mane?
“aye aye aye was up man this Young Chris straight outta Waco Texas mane I wanna hear some of that new Tron-LegaC mane”
Already mane I got you mane we gone be on deck but I got you mane
“Aye mane hold on cuz let me finish damn”
Ight man my bad got damn!
“Yea mane play that mane I'm tryna roll up to that my girl over here tripping mane put that on for me Waco Texas”
We gone put that on for you shout out to Waco Texas mane
[Verse 1: Tron-LegaC]
My Pops said
How can you live son if you afraid to die? (True dat)
How can you prosper son if you afraid to try? (True dat)
Twenty-four seven that shit go through my mentality
If I don’t die a soldier shit don’t even bother burying me
I learned the game from O G’s controlling dope fiends
Inhaling protein so high they grow wings I kept my nose clean
Witnessed a bum eat lunch meat, off a concrete on that one street
Welcome to the American Dream
The government can do whatever they choose
Make the rules break the rules with no concerns of you
The rich stay rich and the poor stay poor uh huh
Now hop that fence, here come five-O
Now I ain't got my license but I do retain hope
Then he tried to plant that white, no slope no pope (got damn)
Forgive me Father as I formulate this murder spree
Opposition no competition they can’t murder me
Only way you can murder me is if you dump and flee
Cuz lyrically I’ll scorch niggas, on some third degree
Got my masters in this rap shit, I'm working on my third degree
Why yal niggas was watching Sesame Street
I was plotting on that sesame seed
Getting bread, Subway, Schlotzsky's
In a Lac five deep, looking like Mobb Deep
Debra used to school me about these devilish streets
A hard head and soft ass, that’s what I grew up to be
Nobody got through to me, they all gave up on me
All they wanted for me was to avoid meeting that early decease
Drive-by swept me right off my fuckin feet! (blah blah blah..)
Aye (x14)
This the American Dream Route
You are who you are, accept that
[Hook: Tron-LegaC]
Gotta give thanks to that sun
Even though I battle with rain
Can't complain about positions
Gotta go through pain to gain
As ashes fall on my J’s
Profecting my craft and my lane
Gotta give thanks to that sun
Even though I battle with rain
Can't complain about positions
Gotta go through pain to gain
As ashes fall on my J’s
Profecting my craft and my lane
[Verse 2: Tron-LegaC]
Get em Tron
“Man you high?”
Yea I’m high
High off Life get it right
Can’t no spliff get me high, high as Christ
Take a bite, of success, it’s a spirit ain't no flesh
It make me wanna say!!
Aye, Aye, Aye, Aye, Aye, Aye, Aye Got Damn!!
I studied this game since arcade
Now my flow butter its Parkay
Since me and my Ex had part ways
Uh I done found me a new Da
Uh I done found me a new wave
I booked me a flight to a new state
Big bro snuck grams on the airplane
Had to let his migraine migrate
So from me to you
Just Have fun cuz life is small as a toddler shoe
Explore the world, Embrace the world
And live your life, and love your life
And trust your heart its always right
Don’t be uptight about yo life
Living you means you living right
Fuck exceptions, accept your blessings
Don’t get discouraged
Life and lessons, read the message
Stop chasing your dreams..
And go catch it, Tron!!
[Hook: Tron-LegaC]
Welcome to YBMAD radio, its your Host Gott Damn w/ tha D
On Today’s show we got some good high quality good music coming yo way
Also with a lot of celeb gossip yal
Right now we gone get to these phone lines cuz they been buzzing like them bumble bees baby
Say caller let em know your name, where you from, and what you feeling like mane?
“aye aye aye was up man this Young Chris straight outta Waco Texas mane I wanna hear some of that new Tron-LegaC mane”
Already mane I got you mane we gone be on deck but I got you mane
“Aye mane hold on cuz let me finish damn”
Ight man my bad got damn!
“Yea mane play that mane I'm tryna roll up to that my girl over here tripping mane put that on for me Waco Texas”
We gone put that on for you shout out to Waco Texas mane
[Verse 1: Tron-LegaC]
My Pops said
How can you live son if you afraid to die? (True dat)
How can you prosper son if you afraid to try? (True dat)
Twenty-four seven that shit go through my mentality
If I don’t die a soldier shit don’t even bother burying me
I learned the game from O G’s controlling dope fiends
Inhaling protein so high they grow wings I kept my nose clean
Witnessed a bum eat lunch meat, off a concrete on that one street
Welcome to the American Dream
The government can do whatever they choose
Make the rules break the rules with no concerns of you
The rich stay rich and the poor stay poor uh huh
Now hop that fence, here come five-O
Now I ain't got my license but I do retain hope
Then he tried to plant that white, no slope no pope (got damn)
Forgive me Father as I formulate this murder spree
Opposition no competition they can’t murder me
Only way you can murder me is if you dump and flee
Cuz lyrically I’ll scorch niggas, on some third degree
Got my masters in this rap shit, I'm working on my third degree
Why yal niggas was watching Sesame Street
I was plotting on that sesame seed
Getting bread, Subway, Schlotzsky's
In a Lac five deep, looking like Mobb Deep
Debra used to school me about these devilish streets
A hard head and soft ass, that’s what I grew up to be
Nobody got through to me, they all gave up on me
All they wanted for me was to avoid meeting that early decease
Drive-by swept me right off my fuckin feet! (blah blah blah..)
Aye (x14)
This the American Dream Route
You are who you are, accept that
[Hook: Tron-LegaC]
Gotta give thanks to that sun
Even though I battle with rain
Can't complain about positions
Gotta go through pain to gain
As ashes fall on my J’s
Profecting my craft and my lane
Gotta give thanks to that sun
Even though I battle with rain
Can't complain about positions
Gotta go through pain to gain
As ashes fall on my J’s
Profecting my craft and my lane
[Verse 2: Tron-LegaC]
Get em Tron
“Man you high?”
Yea I’m high
High off Life get it right
Can’t no spliff get me high, high as Christ
Take a bite, of success, it’s a spirit ain't no flesh
It make me wanna say!!
Aye, Aye, Aye, Aye, Aye, Aye, Aye Got Damn!!
I studied this game since arcade
Now my flow butter its Parkay
Since me and my Ex had part ways
Uh I done found me a new Da
Uh I done found me a new wave
I booked me a flight to a new state
Big bro snuck grams on the airplane
Had to let his migraine migrate
So from me to you
Just Have fun cuz life is small as a toddler shoe
Explore the world, Embrace the world
And live your life, and love your life
And trust your heart its always right
Don’t be uptight about yo life
Living you means you living right
Fuck exceptions, accept your blessings
Don’t get discouraged
Life and lessons, read the message
Stop chasing your dreams..
And go catch it, Tron!!
[Hook: Tron-LegaC]