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 motherfuckas once, prison change me
All it did was make a nigga crazy see
Psycho, nuts so, I give 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 say we were doing on that day of visitation
All I care 'bout is my out date and 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 take it day to day if they would let a G, breath
Cop cars by the three's, Bitches me papa Johns 'cause I keep that extra cheese
Overseas in the sun, livin' for the fun in Milan with some bad
wanna yawn, when will it dawn on 'em I'm a Don
Ridin' foreign, curtains drawn, gettin' blown by a blond, I'm the
Terrorist, rich, wreckin' shit
ask about me homie 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 sucka niggas out of G season

Meek
Paper on my Aston Martin bitch I'm ballin
Killin' all my haters tell yo mama your coffin
rounds shawty I just gotta 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 they hate me in that bitch
So I be there just throwin' money they paid me for that shit, hold up!
Started in the back now I'm nigga in the front
Shorty want the real and I'mma her what she want
OG you can put it in the blunt
Fuckin' all the baddest bitches, I'm a hit 'em from the
Just to see the on her, when a nigga lay it on her
Every time she that dick, I tell her go Jamaican on it
have mercy, these bitches thirsty
I'm in a Merci she kissin' on me
We in bitch!
I'm duckin', I'm sucka free
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 free
You ain't a G, fuck with me
sucka niggas out of style G season
Them sucka out of style G season

My flow too cold to just bring it out
But go and crazy tho' you get yourself singled out
Half a million bucks a pack a arena out
a sucka I don't know the first thing about
You get the about cummin' out yo face
Like a volcano have lava runnin' out yo
Hey, if yo ass out of
You'll the weapons they took away I'll replace
What can I Another year, another case
sentence completed, I'm confident and conceited
I'm sucker free, sucker ducking, so tell them suckers to it
fuck with me busta, trust me your future will be deleted
Such a G, ain't no me, luckily I defeated the odd
my tool, Allah and glory to God, and I ain't even Islamic
So sick, whenever I vomit just me a mill or 2
And that oughta settle my
Bout some he done it, call me Mr. He Run It
These niggas ain't really bout it, they be speaking Ebonics
I'm nothing short of iconic, promise you, you 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 with it, you
I'm a keep it a 100, you 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 a G, Don't fuck with me
Them niggas out of style G season
sucka niggas out of style G season