Febricated G’z Big Tray Deee

[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