Luyện nghe bài hát G Season

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

Told you once, prison ain't change me
All it did was make a crazy deranged see
Psycho, nuts so, what I give a for?
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 what they say bout my cases, fuck they say bout my lady
Fuck what they say we were doing on that day of
All I 'bout is my out date and this nature of probation
How much dough I'm set to make and I'm gon' go on vacation
Wait, damn, that's way too far ahead 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 with some bad
Probably wanna yawn, when it dawn on 'em I'm a Don
foreign, curtains drawn, gettin' blown by a blond, I'm the bomb
Terrorist, hella rich, shit
Nigga ask about me homie I suggest you tell 'em

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

Milly
Paper plates on my Aston Martin bitch I'm
Killin' all my haters tell yo 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 Baby in that bitch
Got yo on my dick, 'cause I got like 80 on my wrist
KOD, I make it rain, I know they me in that bitch
So I be there just throwin' money like they paid me for shit, hold up!
Started in the now I'm that nigga in the front
Shorty want the 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 ride that dick, I tell her go on it
Lord mercy, these bitches thirsty
I'm in a Merci she kissin' on me
We in bitch!
I'm sucka duckin', I'm sucka
That's yo bitch? She fuckin' 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 a G, Don't fuck with me
Them niggas out of style G season
sucka niggas out of style G season

My flow 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
a sucka I don't know the first thing about
You get the seen cummin' out yo face
Like a volcano have runnin' out yo face
Hey, if yo ass out of
You'll the weapons they took away I'll replace
What can I Another year, another case
Another sentence completed, I'm and conceited
I'm sucker free, sucker ducking, so tell suckers to beat it
Don't fuck with me busta, trust me future will be deleted
Such a G, ain't no me, luckily I defeated the odd
Without my tool, Allah and glory to God, and I even Islamic
So sick, whenever I vomit throw me a mill or 2
And oughta settle my stomach
Bout some money he it, call me Mr. He Run It
These niggas ain't really bout it, they be speaking Ebonics
I'm nothing short of iconic, promise you, you want it
Strong as gin and tonic, my you won't see it coming
My right be running from it, I catch you with it, you done
I'm a keep it a 100, you get you a gun
Word real talk, do my dirt all by my lonely
'Cause them will talk

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