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 a fuck for?
All I know now is to get out and go for the
So, fuck niggas fuck hoes, he said, she said, 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 care 'bout is my out date and this nature of
How dough 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 'cause I keep that 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, curtains drawn, blown by a blond, I'm the bomb
Terrorist, hella rich, shit
ask about me homie I suggest you tell 'em this

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

Milly
Paper plates on my Martin bitch I'm ballin
all my haters tell yo mama pick your coffin
Hundred rounds shawty I just pick a target
Put my name on that flyer, the party get retarded
And I go crazy in that bitch, stunt like in that bitch
Got yo on my dick, 'cause I got like 80 on my wrist
KOD, I make it rain, I know they hate me in that
So I be there just throwin' money like paid me for that shit, hold up!
in the back now I'm that nigga in the front
Shorty want the real and I'mma give her what she
OG you can put it in the blunt
Fuckin' all the bitches, I'm a hit 'em from the front
Just to see the on her, when a nigga lay it on her
Every time she ride 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
It's Milly, T.I. fuckin' P!

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

My best flow too cold to bring it out
But go and talkin' tho' you get yourself singled out
Half a bucks a pack a whole arena out
Bein' a sucka I don't know the first thing
You get the seen about out yo face
Like a volcano have runnin' out yo face
Hey, if yo ass out of
You'll find the weapons they took away I'll
can I say? Another year, another case
Another completed, I'm confident and conceited
I'm free, sucker ducking, so tell them suckers to beat it
Don't fuck me busta, trust me your future will be deleted
a G, ain't no touching me, luckily I defeated the odd
Without my tool, Allah and glory to God, and I even Islamic
So sick, I vomit just 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 bout it, they just be speaking Ebonics
I'm nothing short of iconic, promise you, you don't 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 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 sucka duckin', I'm free
You ain't a G, Don't fuck me
Them sucka out of style G season
Them niggas out of style G season