Luyện nghe bài hát G Season

Okay, aye man, I'm sucka-free, sucka
Tell all them get the fuck outta my way MAN
You
G

you motherfuckas once, prison ain't change me
All it did was make a crazy deranged see
Psycho, so, what I give a fuck for?
All I now is to get out and go for the gusto
So, fuck niggas hoes, he said, she said, nigga and what so?
Fuck what say bout my cases, fuck what they say bout my lady
Fuck they say we were doing on that day of visitation
All I care 'bout is my out date and this nature of
How much dough I'm set to and where I'm gon' go on vacation
Wait, damn, okay that's way too far of me
So I'm just tryna take it day to day if they let a G, breath
Cop cars by the three's, Bitches call me papa Johns I keep that extra cheese
Overseas in the sun, livin' for the fun in Milan with bad bitches
Probably yawn, when will it dawn on 'em I'm a Don
Ridin' foreign, curtains drawn, gettin' by a blond, I'm the bomb
Terrorist, hella rich, wreckin'
Nigga ask me homie I suggest you tell 'em this

I'm sucka duckin', I'm sucka
You ain't a G, Don't fuck me
You niggas out of style G season
You niggas out of style G season

Milly
Paper plates on my Aston Martin bitch I'm
Killin' all my haters yo mama pick your coffin
Hundred rounds shawty I just gotta pick a
Put my name on that flyer, watch the party get
And I go crazy in that bitch, stunt like Baby in bitch
Got yo on my dick, 'cause I got like 80 on my wrist
KOD, I make it rain, I know they hate me in bitch
So I be there just throwin' money like they paid me for that shit, up!
Started in the back now I'm that nigga in the
Shorty want the and I'mma give her what she want
OG you can put it in the blunt
Fuckin' all the baddest bitches, I'm a hit 'em the front
Just to see the on her, when a nigga lay it on her
Every time she ride that dick, I tell her go on it
Lord have mercy, these thirsty
I'm in a Merci she on me Hershey's
We in bitch!
I'm duckin', I'm sucka free
That's yo main bitch? She me
I don't fuck niggas, I'm a fuckin' G
It's Meek Milly, T.I. P!

I'm sucka duckin', I'm free
You ain't a G, Don't with me
sucka niggas out of style G season
Them niggas out of style G season

My flow too cold to just bring it out
But go and crazy tho' you get yourself singled out
Half a bucks a pack a whole arena out
Bein' a sucka I don't know the first about
You get the about cummin' out yo face
Like a have lava runnin' out yo face
Hey, if yo ass out of
You'll find the weapons they away I'll replace
What can I say? year, another case
Another sentence completed, I'm confident and
I'm sucker free, sucker ducking, so tell suckers to beat it
Don't fuck with me busta, trust me future will be deleted
a G, ain't no touching me, luckily I defeated the odd
Without my tool, and glory to God, and I ain't even Islamic
So sick, I vomit just throw me a mill or 2
And that oughta my stomach
Bout some money he done it, me Mr. He Run It
These niggas ain't really bout it, they just be Ebonics
I'm nothing short of iconic, promise you, you don't it
Strong as gin and tonic, my left you won't see it
My right you'll be running it, I catch you with it, you done
I'm a it a 100, you better get you a gun
Word bond real talk, do my all by my lonely
'Cause suckas will talk

I'm sucka duckin', I'm free
You ain't a G, Don't fuck me
Them sucka niggas out of style G
Them sucka out of style G season