INTRO (Yung Joc). Is that right?. Block. Hustlenomic$. BNT ho!. A G is what a G does bay my momma told me dat. BNT ho!. Dro Bun-B Yung Joc..let's go. (Chorus). I'm the seventh letter of the alphabet (I'm a G). And in my pocket there ain't ever nothin less. And if your bitch f**k me she f**ked the rest. Cuz I'm a A B C D E F G. (Verse 1: Yung Joc). You can catch me in the A. Check my DNA. What can I say? I'm a G 100% all da way. The block on lock jet like the chain gang. The hustlenomic$ piece back and forth when the chain swang. I'm blowin' grandaddy just so I can maintain. I'm a G and I'll tell ya bitch da same thang. Middle finga to ya pussies nigga no shame. '77 Chevelle same color cocaine. And I a true balla n G playin in da deck. Out with the young'ns nigga get money and respect. You in that name droppin' get u and yo mans wet. Nigga I'm a G now who the f**k u think u playin wit?. (Chorus). I'm the seventh letter of the alphabet (I'm a G). And in my pocket there ain't ever nothin less. And if your bitch f**k me she f**ked the rest. Cuz I'm a A B C D E F G. (Verse 2: Young Dro). Aiyyo pull up on the scene. Bitch I'm cleaner than chlorine. Blockstar comin' I'm proud of sellin' ????. Shootin' nigga yeah I'm from north streets no bean. Work for some of my cousins down in Florida and they ain't boring. All I want is some more cream my wrist on jack frost. Tellin' me when they see me my wrist on jack frost. I ain't gotta say how much the motha f**kin bet cost. 30" stretchas on the Escalade ????. Bitch I'm from the projects you can't miss me wit dat rep talk. Catch me up on 6th road tearin' up da asphault. Took alota cash and walked. Jury scurred me. Eights on da ??? make it hard to steering. Swingin' on dem niggas swear I gotta feel some fury. Trappin at da hotel you can catch me at the jewlery. A general and surely man I seem pearly. I got this shit locked tell mom don't worry. (Chorus). I'm the seventh letter of the alphabet (I'm a G). And in my pocket there ain't ever nothin less. And if your bitch f**k me she f**ked the rest. Cuz I'm a A B C D E F G. (Verse 3: Bun-B). You see me hop out of a '08 somethin' on 24's. Rockin' in newest da newest earrings next seasons clothes. I guess that's the reason ho's stop drop tuck and roll. Like an inferno they turn over and suck a pole. I'm so f**kin' cold I give a polar bear frost bite. You see my jewelry you know what it cost right?. You see my jewelry it's bigger than your arm so. No tryin' foolery and you won't see the palm blow. Me da bomb ho yung joc got da work I need some hydro smoke and dro got da purp. Let me hear dem on da church and orchestra ronde vu. We meet some boppas bottles and don't forget the bumpin too. Yeah you know who's keepin it trilla. Just name any thug gangsta soul-ja or guerilla. I'll snatch him up by his shouldas and strip off his strips. Cuz when you trill you don't trip off da height that ain't my type. (Chorus). I'm the seventh letter of the alphabet (I'm a G). And in my pocket there ain't ever nothin less. And if your bitch f**k me she f**ked the rest. Cuz I'm a A B C D E F G