Lyrics:
it out
Ion give a fuck what dis bitch nigga bout
Issa gd party we gone bring 'em out
Imma country baby bitch im thugged out
Big steppa you aint
Sucesso do GD, sim! Vem
Nunca quis cuidar de mim
Coraçãozinho de cimento
Arrependeu, voltou atrás
Nao quero mais
Eu só lamento
Um desenho
a drug dealer
should stuck to plan
im g'd up kicking my feet up rolling my weed up
all eyes on me
Verse
i never lose my moves cause lord is who i
"MC Flávio GD:
Ela gosta dos bandido da boca
Falou que queria me dar
Mas já passei a visão pra louca
Representa na hora de
And violate you, out my life, baby, I lose
Got me motivated but you know I been G'd up
When you up in the set, they need us
Now they never can come back
Big Bang
The Big, the Big Bang
VIP, that's where we stand
We famous, B-I-G Big Bang
Let's get it on boy, we are VIP
We are VIP, GD's VIP
nigga's better ease up, that MAC can have 'em screaming, "Jesus"
Polo horses every day, different Ralph I'm G'd up (Chi Town what's poppin'?)
Flash got me
Frightened by her own shadow
Now she wants to go home
Many names for one G-d
Trotting on, through the façade
You were all my children
Got a dig for that
happened next
I kept you at a distance
But tangled in the knot of sex
My punishment was lifted
And lifted on a single breath
No coming and no going
O G-d
Alô? (Oi)
Gd é você?
Oi Lauana
Que delicia eu 'to aqui pra te fazer um convite
'To te ligando pra você
Que beleza eu to dentro hein
Então
Blew a 10 in Gucci, thought it might change the feel
It never, uh
Was G'd up then I guess I'm, still (uh)
(Uh)
Money don't make you real (nah)
boy for a burger and lobster
And I told him eat up
In the back of the Royce with my feet up
With my Puma G'd up
I got sweet ones sending me pictures
erfolgreich sein
Manieren was soll das sein , GD-Volkspartei
Werd mal easy, denn ich schieße, du musst wegrennen, es knallt - BUM
Denn Freezy, ich release
kleinen Strichern gut
GD macht jetzt grade Klick Klick Boom
Ihr habt doch nach diesem Schritt gesucht
Du bist für mich nur 'ne Missgeburt
Deine Sippe
oh oh
Oh oh oh
De frente pro mar, de costa pro mundo
O GD chegou e vamos quebrar tudo, um, dois, três
Sorria você 'tá na ilha
É tempo de
flossin in my heavy chevy/
X2
(Verse 1)
I feel like an old Seven tray impala/
Wit no doors and no windows/
Wit no oil/no g*d dam**d water/
Been riding
can push out more than we can even find
Nobody looks so good as with a burst of the fire
Give 'em what they looking for
It's a G-D M-F
Blood
tripping out, just tryna cop my son his favorite snacks
Love from the crips, bloods, and GD's
Scamming out the bank I made like fifty thou' on TD
In
love
We'd get our groove on
Do everything so happily, so free
And nothing anyone could ever hate on (yeah, yeah, yeah)
[Gd] Baby you're my
greed, gd's or foes
Workin' the spot 'cause we need some clothes
Who ever thought I'd be making money off of my cd's and shows
My crib got gats in
to I'ma send cheese from
Nobody can hurt me or run thugsta greed, GD's or foes
Workin' the spot 'cause we need some clothes
Who ever thought I'd be making
boom, boom)
G’d you
No, you can't hide, boy, I see you, see you
(See you, nigga)
You ain't gettin’ bread nigga, g'd you
Fuck is you talkin' 'bout? Back
intake us, sinners
Turn ya hopeless into magenta, quick essential inventor
Please, we seizin' bees, VL's and GD's
Got OG's, OZ's, keys for these
crowds gettin' smashed by da barracades.Red
an Blue be muggin' on both side 3-Ward niggas talkin' bout take it out side.An
them muthafuckin' GD's they got
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