Luyện nghe bài hát G Season

Okay, aye man, I'm sucka-free, sucka
Tell all them suckas get the 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, niggas 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 were doing on day of visitation
All I 'bout is my out date and this nature of probation
How dough I'm set to make and where I'm gon' go on vacation
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 that extra
Overseas in the sun, livin' for the fun in Milan some bad bitches
Probably wanna yawn, when it dawn on 'em I'm a Don
Ridin' foreign, curtains drawn, gettin' blown by a blond, I'm the
Terrorist, hella rich, shit
Nigga ask about me I suggest you tell 'em this

I'm sucka duckin', I'm sucka
You ain't a G, Don't with me
You sucka niggas out of style G
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 shawty I just pick a target
Put my name on that flyer, watch the party get
And I go crazy in that bitch, stunt like in that bitch
Got yo lady on my dick, 'cause I got 80 on my wrist
KOD, I make it rain, I they hate me in that bitch
So I be there just throwin' like they paid me for that shit, hold up!
Started in the back now I'm that nigga in the
want the real and I'mma give her what she want
OG you can put it in the blunt
Fuckin' all the baddest bitches, I'm a hit 'em 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 sucka duckin', I'm free
That's yo main bitch? She me
I don't with niggas, I'm a fuckin' G
It's Milly, T.I. fuckin' P!

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

My best too cold to just bring it out
But go and talkin' crazy tho' you get yourself out
a million bucks a pack a whole arena out
Bein' a sucka I don't know the first thing
You get the seen about cummin' out yo
Like a have lava runnin' out yo face
Hey, if yo ass out of
You'll find the weapons they took away replace
What can I say? year, another case
Another sentence completed, I'm confident and
I'm sucker free, sucker ducking, so tell them suckers to it
Don't fuck with me busta, trust me future will 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 just throw me a mill or 2
And that settle my stomach
Bout 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 don't it
Strong as gin and tonic, my left you 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 bond real talk, do my all by my lonely
'Cause them will talk

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