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 a nigga crazy deranged see
Psycho, nuts so, what I give a fuck
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 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 'bout is my out 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 tryna it day to day if they would let a G, breath
Cop cars by the three's, Bitches call me papa Johns 'cause I that extra cheese
Overseas in the sun, for the fun in Milan with some bad bitches
Probably wanna yawn, will it dawn on 'em I'm a Don
Ridin' foreign, curtains drawn, gettin' by a blond, I'm the bomb
Terrorist, rich, wreckin' shit
Nigga ask me homie I suggest you tell 'em this

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

Meek
Paper plates on my Aston Martin I'm ballin
Killin' all my haters tell yo pick your coffin
Hundred shawty I just gotta pick a target
Put my name on that flyer, watch the party get
And I go crazy in that bitch, stunt like Baby in that
Got yo lady on my dick, I got like 80 on my wrist
KOD, I make it rain, I know they me in that bitch
So I be there just money like they paid me for that shit, hold up!
Started in the back now I'm that nigga in the
Shorty want the real and I'mma her what she want
OG you can put it in the blunt
Fuckin' all the bitches, I'm a hit 'em from the front
Just to see the faces on her, a nigga lay it on her
Every she ride that dick, I tell her go Jamaican on it
Lord 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 She fuckin' me
I don't fuck with niggas, I'm a G
Meek Milly, T.I. fuckin' P!

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

My flow too cold 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 know the first thing about
You get the seen about out yo face
Like a volcano have lava runnin' out yo
Hey, if yo ass out of
You'll find the weapons they took I'll replace
What can I say? Another year, another
Another completed, I'm confident and conceited
I'm sucker free, sucker ducking, so tell them suckers to it
Don't fuck with me busta, me your future will be deleted
Such a G, ain't no touching me, I defeated the odd
Without my tool, and glory to God, and I ain't even Islamic
So sick, whenever I just throw me a mill or 2
And that oughta settle my
some money he done it, call me Mr. He Run It
These niggas ain't really bout it, they just be speaking
I'm nothing short of iconic, promise you, you want it
as gin and tonic, my left you won't see it coming
My right you'll be from it, I catch you with it, you done
I'm a keep it a 100, you get you a gun
Word bond talk, do my dirt all by my lonely
'Cause them suckas will

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