Luyện nghe bài hát Ooouuu (Remix)

[Intro: of 300]
Rap god, man, FGE shit, man. You already know it is man
You already why I'm here, man
I ain't like this fucking beat. doing this shit cause my fans asked me
In the studio, eating and shit. Still sick with this shit
[Verse 1: of 300]
haters on my dick piss em off
Take a pic his bitch flick him off
These trying to steal my swag get the sauce
Sold they soul for a niggas lost
I was lit like a new torch,streets was my new
Belt buckle g's like two forks
Was drug dealing balling like I'm Too $hort
Was serving in the mall like a food court
Deuce 5 on me I was Rose in New York
Had to put some in a box like some Newport's
I grew and my heart got colder
And my mind got
And my money got
And bitches got naked,and them people started hatin'
And my got bigger,so my flow got sicker
Let me tell you about this young cat,I always to front packs
Was known for poking niggas for that paper a thumbtack
I told them come rap, stop hangin with dumb cats
free J Real until the day my nigga comeback
I used to pull up on the block the bass banging
Big Strap hug a nigga like he waist
I catch you clowns running get your face painted
I put the chrome to his dome I hate aiming
10K for a show, you better hurry the price change up
Rap god the bringer,The life changer
I hope they it, 30 bullets up in my banger
Versace shoes on like the white ranger
And these bitches not my problem they ain't me
Bitch if ain't my you you can't question me
And shawty blow my whistle she be beggin me
You her Stephanie?, I call her referee
Shawty got that head that's a specialty
Head down between my legs pedigree
KP just called and he got another check for me
Like why you keep on sonning them I get a vasectomy
heavenly G.O.D. keep on blessing me
stopped emoting my
they want the recipe

I'm flyer then a Frisbee got all the bitches me
And your bitch my song she know every word like a spelling bee
Boy I swear there will be nothing breathing ahead of me
Came a long way from selling weed, wetting shit the 7 seas
Stacking dough,and cracking hoes filling niggas with
Way before the felony's had bitch niggas scared of me
I promise if you threaten me, When I see you, you better be ready to back it up because I'm on your heels like i'm
Killing the infidelity,After U the letter V
Gun so much I think God might just be inhaling me
My swagger said,Might bag ya
Go through walls casper shit
Might sent her after I hit,Then go home to the baddest bitch
Thats shit,I spaz and shit
Rap god to I'm blasphemous
mastered this,They mad as shit
They stand me like Kapernick
I've passed the grace,Steve assist
My matches Michael Jackson's kicks
That 40 in my lap and shit,No poking me like
And no more moving
I'm stacking chips,my is thick
They as hell but paying tithes
Reason pastor is rich
Pole inside my look like I be running track and shit
This 30 be my stick
I shoot like I'm T with it

an opp in traffic like Lebron you know I'm glassin' shit Don't joke and play,Just hope and pray one day I don't go back to this
Trunk in the fly on some Dumbo shit
no Bitch I'm flying until I die on my Nutso
Now run and tell all friends how I went nuts on this
I'm cutthroat bitch,I promise I don't trust no
And I ain't gotta meet her I can fuck your bitch
Balling like Krillin bet I cut like a destructo
You play with mines I'm on your ass all that humble shit
The greatest pussy seen a killer come so quick
Look out the window longer then Rapunzel shit
It go BRAAAAAAATTT my gun go click
Pussy's always in there about something I said
Yelling "Gang,Gang,Gang" until one of dead
You got a brain better use it or get one in the
I got killers like porn stars there gonna come for the
But I'm so independent with it that I'm coming
I'll pop you up until you drop you was jumping in bed
Go wash my hands after I leave the covered in red
Then kiss my momma on the head and my sons into bed
Caught em lackin' up in and got clean on em
Ease on em,Let my trigger squeeze on em
Put that pressure on the nigga it's weed on em
his ass,Hit the gas(VROOM), Speed on em
[Outro: Montana of
Demons as friends better watch them they envious
Doubt The God album dropping May 20th
These on my dick piss, em off
never..Whatchu' thought
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on my dick,piss em off