I Am lyrics

Artist  : G-dep 
Song : I Am



 Send "I Am" Ringtone to your Cell 

 (feat. Kool G. Rap, Rakim)


[Kool G Rap]

G Rap with my nigga G-Dep

We about to do it Gorilla style, u heard

It's a Igloo-Badboy collabo thing u know

Y'all niggaz ain't ready for it

Coming rambo style nigga

2 guns up

Y'all niggaz better duck down

I'll get your cap lifted off

Thats how we doing it for the new millennium u
heard



[G Dep]

Regardless of the wait i'm gonna stay straight
ghetto

Everybody high, don't nobody say hello

Even when the sunshining it ain't yellow

Get out of the borough

If u know it ain't thorough

Niggas play ball, AWOL, on the furlow

Still came down on the furl and pumped hero

Red and grey Macs

Keep it clean as Ajax

Ghettos sling cracks

While u niggas pay tax

Now how ghetto is this

u can catch me in your hallway taking a piss

One hand on my dick one hand on a spliff

Burnt lips from the roach clip, yellow tips

If we aint closed it I get ferocious

Know this whole shit will leave me in them
roaches

In your car motion I cause commotion

And i probably need some lotion

But i don't get fucked



[CHORUS]

[G Dep (sung)]



I am

(a ghetto nigga)

A ghetto nigga you can tell in a talk

On the corner selling the snort

It's hell in New York

Won't stop for a minute cops telling you hawk

Fake guards telling you pork

Settle for shorts

Running from court

New ports, criminal thoughts

On the blocks bodies acourt

Nobody supports



[Rakim]

It's a ghetto nigga thorough niggas that get
cake

Five boroughs of niggaz do his ? a ? flip
weight

Change garments to trick Jake, u dis jake

I want it yo I got warrants in six states

They come in a stolen whip with switched
plates

Stickers hate I never leave a bread to trace

Only evidence I leave is hickies on chicks'
face

In the corner with the crooked niggas

But yo shit's straight

We start war to leave with these seven
revolvers

Sell case never test the floor

Sticky yank slicking enough y'all

I'm a man enough to put on a dress

To creep up like grand-moma and bust y'all

Get close enough to part your vest and tux
off

Who would have thought the lady with the car
would crush y'all

Too smart to get caught

But I got fam up north

So if they put me in coughs

I'll call fuck y'all



[CHORUS]



[Kool G Rap]

Knock back the hammer smell the

Pop that cantelope

For the venom in my python spit

It ain't no antidote

Jackpot from crack blocks

I was a man of dope

Snapshots to get your camera broke

You hoes used to plan a gross

With the hands toast

Close and stand opposed

Rubber bands she knows

Grams of the coke

Razor blade tuck the side the line

The banter of the coke

Watching niggas die with my hand on their doe

Singing with the bass

And wash up the ?land? when they float

Choking on your own words

Should have watched the ground when u spoke

One last final approach

Make your whole family ghost

Bust bottles of cham and and we toast

Till your photo stamped in the post

Sex gland cut off jammed in ur throat

Man are u gross

Bitch hanging from the lampost

We shoot from up close

Blow canners the most

Catch an overdose

Nigga we own the coast



[G Dep (sung)]



I am

(a ghetto nigga) [X2]



[Fade Out]