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, ain't change me
All it did was make a nigga crazy see
Psycho, nuts so, I give a fuck 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, what they say bout my lady
Fuck what they say we doing on that day of visitation
All I care is my out date and this nature of probation
How much dough I'm set to make and where I'm gon' go on
Wait, damn, okay way too far ahead of me
So I'm just take it day to day if they would let a G, breath
Cop cars by the three's, Bitches call me papa Johns 'cause I keep extra cheese
Overseas in the sun, livin' for the fun in Milan some bad bitches
Probably wanna yawn, when will it on 'em I'm a Don
Ridin' foreign, drawn, gettin' blown by a blond, I'm the bomb
Terrorist, hella rich, shit
Nigga ask about me homie I you tell 'em this

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

Milly
Paper plates on my Aston Martin bitch I'm
Killin' all my haters tell yo mama pick coffin
Hundred shawty I just gotta pick a target
Put my name on that flyer, the party get retarded
And I go crazy in that bitch, stunt Baby in that bitch
Got yo lady on my dick, 'cause I got 80 on my wrist
KOD, I make it rain, I know hate 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
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 from the
Just to see the on her, when a nigga lay it on her
Every time she that dick, I tell her go Jamaican on it
Lord mercy, these bitches thirsty
I'm in a she kissin' on me Hershey's
We in bitch!
I'm duckin', I'm sucka free
yo main bitch? She fuckin' me
I don't with niggas, I'm a fuckin' G
Meek Milly, T.I. fuckin' P!

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

My best flow too to just bring it out
But go and crazy tho' you get yourself singled out
Half a million bucks a pack a arena out
Bein' a sucka I don't know the first about
You get the about 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 say? Another year, another
Another sentence completed, I'm and conceited
I'm sucker free, ducking, so tell them suckers to beat it
Don't fuck with me busta, trust me your future will be
Such a G, ain't no touching me, luckily I the odd
Without my tool, and glory to God, and I ain't even Islamic
So sick, whenever I vomit throw me a mill or 2
And that settle my stomach
Bout some money he done it, me Mr. He Run It
These niggas ain't really bout it, they be speaking Ebonics
I'm nothing short of iconic, you, you don't want it
as gin and tonic, my left 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
Word real talk, do my dirt all by my lonely
'Cause them suckas talk

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