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, prison ain't me
All it did was a nigga crazy deranged see
Psycho, nuts so, I give a fuck for?
All I now is to get out and go for the gusto
So, fuck fuck hoes, he said, she said, nigga and what so?
Fuck what they say bout my cases, fuck what say bout my lady
Fuck they say we were doing on that day of visitation
All I care 'bout is my out date and this nature of
How much dough I'm set to make and where I'm gon' go on
Wait, damn, okay that's way too far of me
So I'm tryna take it day to day if they would let a G, breath
Cop cars by the three's, Bitches call me papa Johns I keep that extra cheese
Overseas in the sun, livin' for the fun in with some bad bitches
Probably wanna yawn, when it dawn 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 homie I you tell 'em this

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

Meek
Paper plates on my Martin bitch I'm ballin
Killin' all my haters tell yo mama pick your
rounds shawty I just gotta pick a target
Put my name on that flyer, watch the party get
And I go crazy in that bitch, like Baby in that bitch
Got yo lady on my dick, 'cause I got 80 on my wrist
KOD, I it rain, I know they hate me in that bitch
So I be there throwin' money like they paid me for that shit, hold up!
Started in the back now I'm that in the front
Shorty want the and I'mma give 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 faces on her, 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 sucka duckin', I'm free
That's yo main bitch? She 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 a G, Don't fuck with me
Them niggas out of style G season
sucka niggas out of style G season

My flow too cold to just bring it out
But go and talkin' crazy you get yourself singled out
Half a million bucks a pack a whole out
Bein' a sucka I don't know the thing about
You get the seen about out yo face
Like a volcano lava runnin' out yo face
Hey, if yo ass out of
You'll find the they took away I'll replace
What can I say? Another year, case
Another sentence completed, I'm and conceited
I'm sucker free, sucker ducking, so them suckers to beat it
Don't 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, Allah and glory to God, and I ain't Islamic
So sick, I vomit just throw me a mill or 2
And that oughta my stomach
Bout some money he done it, me Mr. He Run It
These niggas ain't really bout it, just 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 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 dirt all by my
'Cause them suckas talk

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