Luyện nghe bài hát G Season

Okay, aye man, I'm sucka-free, duckin'
Tell all them suckas get the 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 fuck
All I now is to get out and go for the gusto
So, niggas fuck hoes, he said, she said, nigga and what so?
what they say bout my cases, fuck what they say bout my lady
Fuck what they say we were doing on day of visitation
All I 'bout is my out date and this nature of probation
How much I'm set to make and where 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 Johns I keep that extra cheese
in the sun, livin' for the fun in Milan with some 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 me homie I suggest you tell 'em this

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

Milly
Paper on my Aston Martin bitch I'm ballin
Killin' all my haters tell yo mama your coffin
Hundred shawty I just gotta pick a target
Put my on that flyer, watch the party get retarded
And I go crazy in that bitch, stunt like in that bitch
Got yo lady on my dick, I got like 80 on my wrist
KOD, I make it rain, I they hate me in that bitch
So I be there just throwin' money like they paid me for shit, hold up!
Started in the back now I'm nigga in the front
Shorty want the real and I'mma give her 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 on her, when 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 sucka duckin', I'm sucka
That's yo main 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 sucka
You ain't a G, Don't with me
sucka niggas out of style G season
Them sucka out of style G season

My best flow too cold to just it out
But go and crazy tho' you get yourself singled out
Half a bucks a pack a whole arena out
Bein' a sucka I don't the first thing about
You get the seen cummin' out yo face
Like a volcano lava runnin' out yo face
Hey, if yo ass out of
You'll find the weapons took away I'll replace
What can I say? 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, no touching me, luckily I defeated the odd
my tool, Allah and glory to God, and I ain't even Islamic
So sick, I vomit just throw me a mill or 2
And that oughta settle my
Bout money he done it, call me Mr. He Run It
These niggas ain't bout it, they just be speaking Ebonics
I'm nothing short of iconic, 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 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 suckas will talk

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