Luyện nghe bài hát G Season

Okay, aye man, I'm sucka-free, sucka
Tell all them suckas get the fuck my way MAN
You
G

Told you motherfuckas once, ain't change me
All it did was make a nigga crazy see
Psycho, so, what I give a fuck for?
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 they say bout my cases, fuck what they say bout my lady
what they 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 make and I'm gon' go on vacation
Wait, damn, okay way too far ahead of me
So I'm just tryna take it day to day if would let a G, breath
Cop cars by the three's, Bitches call me Johns 'cause I keep that extra cheese
Overseas in the sun, 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, blown by a blond, I'm the bomb
Terrorist, hella rich, shit
Nigga ask about me I suggest you tell 'em this

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

Milly
Paper plates on my Martin bitch I'm ballin
Killin' all my haters tell yo pick your coffin
Hundred rounds shawty I just gotta a target
Put my on that flyer, watch the party get retarded
And I go crazy in that bitch, like Baby in that bitch
Got yo on my dick, 'cause 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 that shit, up!
Started in the back now I'm that nigga in the
want the real and I'mma give 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 on her, when a nigga lay it on her
Every time she ride that dick, I her go Jamaican on it
Lord have mercy, these thirsty
I'm in a Merci she kissin' on me
We in bitch!
I'm sucka duckin', I'm sucka
That's yo main She fuckin' me
I fuck with niggas, I'm a fuckin' G
Meek Milly, T.I. fuckin' P!

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

My flow 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 have lava out yo face
Hey, if yo ass out of
find the weapons they 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 them to beat it
fuck with me busta, trust me your future will be deleted
Such a G, ain't no touching me, luckily I 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 oughta settle my stomach
some money he done it, call me Mr. He Run It
These niggas ain't really bout it, they just be Ebonics
I'm nothing short of iconic, you, you don't want it
Strong as gin and tonic, my left you see it coming
My right you'll be running it, I catch you with it, you done
I'm a it a 100, you better get you a gun
Word bond talk, do my dirt all by my lonely
'Cause them will talk

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