Lyrics:
I'm a gook
If I told you that I wasn't then a nigga
Wouldn't be telling you the truth
Back in high school, I admit I was a goon
But the way I
hide your dogs, hide your cats-gook,gook
you can't drive, your face is flat-gook,gook
your eyes aren't straight, it's you i hate-gook,gook
you pick
Skirtderdert and mash
Don’t skirtderdert and crash
Some pull up pull up and dash
They gook gook and slash
The yout man are out there twining
Big bands in my pocket
GNOCKOFF what I'm rocking
Niggas mad they ain't popping
Big gook stay solid
Bitch I'm surfing in the mosh pit
Been
Ronny J produced it
Bitch, my jeweler a jew, and my lawyer is too
And my bitch is Brazilian but
She know I'm a gook
Bitch, my suit is Italian
Have
a gook he get round hoes and want to talk about some killings
He a bitch he get round hoes and he talk down up on his niggas
I don't care what you say
can't control it, my face is drawn
My instinct still emotes it
I slash them cold, I kill them dead
I broke the gooks, I cracked their heads
I'll
can't control it, my face is drawn
My instinct still emotes it
I slash them cold, I kill them dead
I broke the gooks, I cracked their heads
I'll
there a gook
Pull up flexing with them damn racks
All the hunnids blue
My niggas we turnt up
When I be in the stu
Yeah this booth right now
Bout hot
hit but you a gook though (Gook though)
Come and hang with the latinos
Come and hang in FloridaRico (FloridaRico)
I know you clicked my link like who's
gods we blessings
Got 9s, new tech
The mind is a weapon
No time for gooks you flexing
This pace too fast, pesos too precious
Blue face now we in heaven
gooks
Cunt I'm mental now they're on their knees pleading for their life
I cant feel a thing coz I'm on ice
Yes I'm a war criminal don't need to think
brain, for others it's a racket.
Some guys leave Gutfest out of luck and go home with a packet.
Heavy, slim, big, large, girls with lots of gook,
Cover
gooks
They're watching for me
Just wash this for me
With no water
Feel your eyes on me
Feel their lies with grief
4 in the morn
These beans too foreign
see the difference in their eyes
Call you shit, but they ain’t gon’ try
And that ain’t no lie
You can run away from me
Make me public enemy
Gook don't
Chorus]:
Crackers, beaners, gooks, niggas
What we all got in common? Ha!
Cigarettes and liquor
The cancer might kill ya or sclerosis of the liver
But
soms hard zijn ma neem ni alles te serieus op
Zijn ‘t zo van die tijde haalt is effe u neus op
Want wa g’ook doet, kom ‘t goede en et slechte tegen
Ni
fucking with no gooks
I’ll run your ass around and surround you with troops
I’ll bring your ass down to your knees and that’s on you
I’m coming for you
be gooks
I can't cuff these hoes most these hoes ran thru
Man these hoes be lying bitch better tell the truth
Hoe you ate my dick and fucked my dawg
Wine up batty yuh look hot look Hot
Love yuh wine pah yuh head top Yuh head Top
Splits yuh leg open like a book ah Gook gal
Wine pon a man cah yuh
ist voll bekifft
Doch die macht noch einen Zug
Ich will immer mehr
Für mich ist es nie genug
I don't fuck with Purp
Like I Denzel I'm a Gook
Ah, Bitch
picking his shit
Like I'm Mario, stacking up bricks
Codeine bricks, been with the shit's
Yung Gook, taking ya loot
Pussy don't play cause my young niggas
(Ayy) , I was a gook (Ayy)
I couldn't tie my shoes, ayy
Woody, uh (O oh) , shoot (O oh) , uh
I drop bombs (O oh) like Duke Nukem
Wrist so hard with big
I was a gook
I couldn't tie my shoes, aye
Woody, uhh, shoot, uhh
I drop bombs like Duke, Nukem
Wrist so hard with big extensions
All he need is
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