Luyện nghe bài hát G Season

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

you motherfuckas once, prison ain't change me
All it did was a nigga crazy deranged see
Psycho, nuts so, what I a fuck for?
All I know now is to get out and go for the
So, fuck fuck hoes, he said, she said, nigga and what so?
Fuck they say bout my cases, fuck what they say bout my lady
Fuck what they say we were on that day of visitation
All I care 'bout is my out and this nature of probation
How much dough I'm set to make and where I'm 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 'cause I keep that extra
Overseas in the sun, livin' for the fun in Milan with bad bitches
Probably wanna yawn, when will it on 'em I'm a Don
Ridin' foreign, curtains drawn, gettin' blown by a blond, I'm the
Terrorist, hella rich, wreckin'
Nigga ask about me homie I suggest you tell 'em

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

Milly
Paper on my Aston Martin bitch I'm ballin
Killin' all my haters tell yo mama pick your
Hundred rounds shawty I just gotta pick a
Put my on that flyer, watch the party get retarded
And I go crazy in that bitch, stunt like Baby in bitch
Got yo lady on my dick, 'cause I got like 80 on my
KOD, I make it rain, I know they hate me in that
So I be there just throwin' like they paid me for that shit, hold up!
Started in the back now I'm nigga in the front
want the real and I'mma give her what she want
OG nigga you can put it in the
Fuckin' all the baddest bitches, I'm a hit 'em the front
Just to see the faces on her, a nigga lay it on her
Every time she that dick, I tell her go Jamaican on it
have mercy, these bitches 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 with niggas, I'm a fuckin' G
It's Meek Milly, T.I. P!

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

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

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