Luyện nghe bài hát G Season

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

Told you once, prison ain't change me
All it did was make a nigga deranged see
Psycho, nuts so, what I give a for?
All I now is to get out and go for the gusto
So, fuck niggas fuck hoes, he said, she said, and what so?
Fuck what they say my cases, fuck what they say bout my lady
Fuck what they say we were doing on that day of
All I care 'bout is my out and this nature of probation
How much dough I'm set to make and I'm gon' go on vacation
Wait, damn, that's way too far ahead of me
So I'm just tryna take it day to day if they would let a G,
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 with some bad bitches
Probably wanna yawn, when it dawn on 'em I'm a Don
Ridin' foreign, curtains drawn, gettin' blown by a blond, I'm the
Terrorist, rich, wreckin' shit
Nigga ask about me I suggest you tell 'em this

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

Meek
Paper plates on my Martin bitch I'm ballin
Killin' all my haters tell yo mama pick 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 Baby in that bitch
Got yo lady on my dick, 'cause I got like 80 on my
KOD, I make it rain, I know they me in that bitch
So I be just throwin' money like they paid me for that shit, hold up!
Started in the back now I'm nigga in the front
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
to see the faces on her, when 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 sucka
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 duckin', I'm sucka free
You a G, Don't fuck with me
Them niggas out of style G season
Them sucka niggas out of G season

My best flow too cold to just it out
But go and talkin' crazy tho' you get yourself out
Half a million bucks a pack a arena out
Bein' a sucka I don't know the thing about
You get the seen about cummin' out yo
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? 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, no touching me, luckily I defeated the odd
Without my tool, Allah and glory to God, and I ain't even
So sick, I vomit 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 be speaking Ebonics
I'm short of iconic, promise you, you don't want it
Strong as gin and tonic, my left you 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
bond real talk, do my dirt all by my lonely
'Cause them suckas talk

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