Luyện nghe bài hát 6 God (Remix)

From the gyp to the boy
Smurf back up in the boy
to your door with a mask on
Put the shit up in the bag, trick or boy
Bit of pussy in the boy
You follow fashion a sheep boy
I got a model behind us
And red bottoms make the fashion me boy
I'll admit it, I'll it
songs trash nigga, skip it
In the club and the drink's nearly
Ain't got money for more so their sippin'
Us miss Lee winning
Fuck with us and they made quarter million
when I never had a pot to piss in
Now I put pots in mama's kitchen
your killin' for a living
Now you wanna it
What you wasn't at my fucking lowest, Peter Griffin
Rap Gods nigga
Snakes in the grass, hissin'
And I got bitches to the worm that I'm fishing
Word on is our up and coming album is the shit boy
(You scared)
a movie, so get your popcorn, I got a clip boy
We've been away for a now, we coming back, niggas pissed boy
They heard a little clip of Ricky Rozay, they think it boy
A lot of tricks up the boy
Shit you won't believe boy
If you're talking top emcees, you gotta mention we boy
"Krept Kones where you boys?"
Probably your bitch all week boy
Distract her with some
of a decoy
You put a before the P coy
You niggas all sweet
(Haribos)
Pillow talkin' late night with some bitches, puttin' on a voice
(Wagwan babes)
If you UK rap, this is it boy
Killed the whole UK rap with a 10 second clip, just imagine when it hit boy

I know you things
We're not new to
from the mother fuckin' Heath side
Where they're teeth fly
When you see the magazine you can't
Six figures on the card, can't
I took the way home
Album coming, make you push shit back rudeboy
I the long way home
PD got the whole a way right now
So I don't give a fuck about what anybody sayin' now.