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

Told you motherfuckas once, prison change me
All it did was make a nigga deranged see
Psycho, nuts so, what I give a fuck
All I now is to get out and go for the gusto
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
what they say we were doing on that day of visitation
All I care 'bout is my out and this nature of probation
How dough I'm set to make and where I'm gon' go on vacation
Wait, damn, okay that's way too far of me
So I'm just tryna it day to day if they would let a G, breath
Cop cars by the three's, Bitches call me papa 'cause I keep that extra cheese
Overseas in the sun, livin' for the fun in Milan some bad bitches
wanna 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, shit
Nigga ask about me homie I you tell 'em this

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

Meek
plates on my Aston Martin bitch I'm ballin
Killin' all my haters tell yo mama pick your
Hundred rounds I just gotta pick a target
Put my name on that flyer, watch the party get
And I go in that bitch, stunt like Baby in that bitch
Got yo lady on my dick, I got like 80 on my wrist
KOD, I make it rain, I know they hate me in that
So I be there just throwin' money like they paid me for shit, hold up!
Started in the back now I'm that nigga in the
Shorty the real and I'mma give her what she want
OG nigga you can put it in the
all the baddest bitches, I'm a hit 'em from 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
Lord have mercy, these bitches
I'm in a Merci she kissin' on me
We in bitch!
I'm sucka duckin', I'm free
yo main bitch? She fuckin' me
I fuck with 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, fuck with me
sucka niggas out of style G season
Them sucka niggas out of style G

My best too cold to just bring it out
But go and talkin' crazy tho' you get yourself out
Half a million bucks a pack a whole out
Bein' a sucka I don't the first thing about
You get the seen about cummin' out yo
a volcano have lava runnin' 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, 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 your future be deleted
Such a G, ain't no touching me, I defeated the odd
my tool, Allah and glory to God, and I ain't even Islamic
So sick, whenever I vomit just throw me a or 2
And oughta settle my stomach
some money he done it, call me Mr. He Run It
These niggas ain't really bout it, they just be speaking
I'm short of iconic, promise you, you don't want 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 them suckas will

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