Lyrics:
You the type to get high on your own supply,
Fuck Molly
Me, I'm the type to keep it G
Like I had a band
You the type to claim a dead nigga
Thats not
Lucas
Ruthless like Rufus goin dumb like a dufus
They play my music once they like who this
So Step back my g Don't get your wig split like two nugs
I
blessings g
Can't be waiting on acceptance, yeah I learned the lesson
Being patient makes me greater, I curb the aggression
My existence will be cemented in
me
Im talking to the O.G. and he told me
Build a goldmine outta scraps cause God blessed my trap
God Blessed my trap
Trap phone like boom boom boom
L'S810
It's the 4th Quarter but i never choke these pussy niggas fear me cause they know it's smoke/ told g I got his back just like a overcoat/ ops
know you for long but I remember ya fake steady
pushing ya hate thats why you always debate/ If my niggas is great it's TDub G to
the grave and yeah
it's gon be a breeze
We gon win My G
The world tell me that I ain't great, well lord can I be
Niggas is poor and they can't afford a memory
Cuz they all
showing no remorse
Evidently I'm the better MC, float on the beat so eloquently
I'm in my own league in my element g
So you won't see me spitting
retiens bien my G j'te le dis
Pour maman j'hésite pas n*gros sur la gâchette du gun j'appuie
Tu t'avances tu paniques, j'suis dans la ville j'ai kill aux
Poème de Prévert, les fleurs de Baudelaire
Et ton cœur d'un coup je conquiert
Je galère à 6 heures, j'en roule un sixième
Il me reste 6G, 6grammes
Dans
all your kisses and the way that we be dancing
I turned you into me
I ain't no romantic
Im a real P
I done turned into a G
She gone fuck that other
faces are unlooking
Ns3 Nyankopon ne p3g abonsam ntumuntu
Airforce horse de ko nsu ho nso enforcen ma onomunsu
3rushi fight nas3 woronom waa aswear
factor kracht voor een song
Ik ben met Chinoir das me G das de don
Ik voel me net Trapjack hoe ik op de weg ben
Ze gaan pas die route met je nemen als
I'm a G. I'm applying the pressure, but Lord knows i'm really not trying to press her
I got feelings I never could show
Like and she hate when I walk
1926 Carter G. Woodson establishes Negro History Week
Later becoming Black History Month
In March
1827 the Freedom's Journal is established
1857
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WHO IS THIS NEW BODY BcG
WHO DIS HEcD STONE
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OH MY G
YOU HURT
ME HcRD
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I WcS JUST GIVING YOU BRcIN WHcT IT NEEDED
IM FEEDING YOUR
Promotions para ti
Fisher kun en el beat
El ingeniero 2G
On the block, I got wok I got tech, I ain't doing deals
I'm straight Drop you watered down, I scrape the pot, I'm tryna make a mill
No re rock ,Fuck G
she wifey
More time, she feisty
No hide, Pooh Sheisty
Damn I'm mighty
Please don't try me
Sparks willl fly g
Break out of my shell
What am I? c
Eeeeh
Checking checking G Truly Donkey city aaaaah
Winny Cindy Milly Lucy Njoki
Nataka Huu nataka dah I want shee
Weekendi imefika bana Rada ni
rappe auf CeeJay-Beats
Düsseldorf, voll krass, Bolzplatz,
G-Star-Hemd, Dealer, renn, Allstars, Converse
Hol das Feuer, ich pump in Rapper Benzin rein
a hot girl, she gotta respect this G (Trappo)
I really do it and dash off (dash off)
Two man deep, tryna crash off (baow)
Juggling both when we had
cousin 4L I got your Back Like your G-man heavy
Still fucked up about that gram You went out to get me
Police bammed him Mac-11 with two extended my ex
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