G Perico - Ain't My Fault (G-Style) lyrics

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G Perico - Ain't My Fault (G-Style) lyrics

[Verse] Used to jump out of the Regal Lay 'em down with the street sweeper But now I run my own label, I'm puttin' on for the gangsters The place, the town I was raised in, the dividing line to LA Since it's a drive to real n***as, how the f** could you hate 'Cause these n***as be snitchin' Walkin' round wired, tryna ask you questions These punk a** b**hes be hidin' your kids Tryna steal your blessings It ain't my fault if I don't know nothin' but to be a Raw a** n***a It ain't my fault you so fake you don't know how to Deal with it It ain't my fault if your motherf**in' name is bad But it's my fault if I ever get caught hangin' with your a** I wake up, get money, stay away from all you s**as Me and my n***as is on, that's why the hoes wanna f** us We jumpin' Benzes and Jags and head on into my shows To see 'em blowin' red rags, the Damus f** with the loc I'm a young OG n***a, my hood know me n***a Jumpin' out of brand new sh**, drinkin' on OE n***a I had thirty thousand dollars cash in a bag in all fives Since they sent my n***as to the feds Wash my hands with that powder I'm a mogul game changer, ex-con, g**ner Gettin' drunk as f** and be a dope dick slanger It's G [Outro] You can't stop us They can't stop us We won't stop So b**h don't try We true soldiers So Way Out don't die We true locs So Way Out don't die, b**h You can't stop me, b**h You can't stop me, b**h You can't stop me, b**h So b**h don't try We true soldiers, we don't die We true soldiers, So Way Out don't die You can't stop me, b**h You can't stop me, b**h You can't stop me, b**h Yeah, b**h you can't stop this sh** So Way Out, ho

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