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 crazy deranged see
Psycho, nuts so, what I give a for?
All I know now is to get out and go for the
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 say we were doing on that day of visitation
All I 'bout is my out date and this nature of probation
How much dough I'm set to 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 that extra cheese
Overseas in the sun, livin' for the fun in Milan with bad bitches
Probably wanna yawn, will it dawn on 'em I'm a Don
foreign, curtains drawn, gettin' blown by a blond, I'm the bomb
Terrorist, rich, wreckin' shit
Nigga ask about me homie I suggest you '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 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 gotta a target
Put my name on that flyer, watch the get retarded
And I go in that bitch, stunt like Baby in that bitch
Got yo lady on my dick, 'cause I got 80 on my wrist
KOD, I make it rain, I know they hate me in bitch
So I be there just money like they paid me for that shit, hold up!
Started in the now I'm that nigga in the front
Shorty want the real and I'mma her what she want
OG nigga you can put it in the
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 time she ride that dick, I tell her go on it
Lord have mercy, 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 bitch? She fuckin' me
I don't fuck 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 sucka niggas out of style G
Them sucka niggas out of style G

My best too cold to just bring it out
But go and talkin' crazy tho' you get singled out
Half a million bucks a pack a arena out
Bein' a sucka I don't know the 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
can I say? Another year, another case
Another sentence completed, I'm confident and
I'm free, sucker ducking, so tell them suckers to beat it
Don't fuck me busta, trust me your future will be deleted
Such a G, ain't no 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 done it, me Mr. He Run It
These niggas ain't really bout it, they just be Ebonics
I'm nothing short of iconic, promise you, you want it
Strong as gin and tonic, my left you won't see it
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 real talk, do my all by my lonely
'Cause them suckas talk

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