Lyrics:
fast
The outcome, a masterpiece
Live shows with hyped up rhymes released
As if lyrics were flowing from the heavens above
I'll grab a mic and provoke
you for three days if you a suspect for a recent murder
You get released if they don't find a witness or the burner
Guess that's why Chapo dug
seal it
Add a couple g's
Don't ask where it's at
Aint no snitching
That's to keep it clean
Relax if they ask you come get it
I ask you leave it be
Mask
sometimes we cry
Ich glaube, das weißt du - Baby
Viele waren da, wo sind sie jetzt
In keiner Playlist - Baby
Skip' deine Songs, mach nicht auf G
No one's
when nobody did
Released more songs in the last three months
Than most mc's have in the last six
Been in the studio like non stop
And if not then I'm
sacrificed what y'all wouldn't give to these kids and now you love fans?"
None of these rappers got a movement, tell 'em, "Quit jocking my ass
G-G-God damn
It's me again witta hit
Aggressive as as pit
We gotta go down the street
Ama up 4 da g's
My net is above the trees
Uh got a blunt full of weed
Labels
bettin at least a G
At least you get out ?? like your ?? getting released
A beast your supposed to be pissed
I eat so many rappers got 'em on my grocery
eternally rep
Bring mother Mary to Maury Povich paternity test
Their ain't a nigga that can play, that's preposterous G
Cuz I'll make sure ya album is
Centered in drugs
Twin mack loaded slugs and buckin at them other thugs
Engraved, with the mark of the beast
The shots I released increased aimin for dey
It's a hot summer day in the year of 84'
Fresh out of summer school headed for the store
Watchin' the O.G.'s standing out gettin rich
Slangin'
I'ma find out now
And have my dogs on the Island, just get on the prawl
{On the other side of things, I'm tryin to get released
Around my born day,
It's a hot summer day in the year of 84'
Fresh out of summer school headed for the store
Watchin the O.G.'s standing out gettin rich
Slangin the fat
slide til I saw 'em again
Pulled out my guns and released a clip (And)
Thats the way I gotta end this shit
He was only one fiend, tryin to live
From the pen to the streets
Straight to the hood, same day I got released
Dug up my money, one hundred forty G's
On the side of the house on 111th
waren (ja, ja)
Heut sind wir G.O.A.T.s in diesem Game, wir spielen das Spiel seit Jahren (G.O.A.T.s)
Mhm-ja, Dicka, mein Weg war viel zu lang (mh, ja)
"The military personnel have been reporting these kinds of sightings for years
Couple of weeks ago the Department of Defense even released footage
fakeness, so I'ma break this
monotony, and show 'em how it's supposed to be done
and keep lame niggas on the run
it's be -I-G S-H-you-G, try and remove me
action
Aimed released bolt
Why you acting
Securing bags automatics
If I have to my sell my soul for the game
Shit y’all can have it
Always “B” “A”-bove
you’re leading me
And after that is TUV
Now thoughts of K, I need to see
Right now I want double you (W), no ex (X) around, I need released
But why (Y) you
been released, you on the guestlist
Bitch you should guess it cause I can't really check it
I don't know actually
Connection with the don, the G.O.D
Has
Think I care about you trying to arrest me
My God G you really shouldn't test me
Cheeks split from the screaming and yelling
As I tear off
man it’s been years
I was broke, not anymore my CD in stores so now I’m the
G.O.A.T., only tell me that to go feed the ego
All of these pills are
and show my niggas how it feel
These bitches be switching like Zelda and Shiek
Niggas be snitching still dont get released
And some niggas snitching for
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