Lyrics:
dino, hep c and jaundice, tire shop full g ride Hondas
One time done smash through the complex
Dressed up like they working for con ed
I get stopped
fakta a mýty
Změnil mi život je pravda víš g
Jediná smlouva neobsahuje business
Jedinej co za mě visel na kříži
Jedinej co může odpustit hříchy
Nutí deně
to reach that Snoop D
O-G status, no mask like Kabuki
You juke me, and I'll make sure that it's fluke-free
In my view scene like Stanley Kubrick on two
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
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
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
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
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
done shat on yo team
Keep it a B, None of these niggas, I meant not no nigga aint fuckin wit me
Keep it a G, Im a keep runnin thuggin, till dis shit is
smacking heads
But the enemies I battle, no, I ain't as whack as them, attacking them
Seen demons, released beams that's heat seeking
Seeing all the shit
The future is our only aim
It feels like an endless free fall
I've released my roots and the fear has gone
Honey I'm sorry that I forgot all of the words
em slipping know they slime
Imma g from head to feet the world is mine I been released
Take em out kill the beef niggas pussy give em grief
Gave
a moment of peace?
For every G that fell for his flag in the streets
Bloodin' and thuggin', folkin' and lokin'
Crypin' and creepin', Latin and kingin'
you take now you
slave for a g-spot orgasm you had to fake
Knife blade cut sharp
Knife blad cut hard
Knife history of cuts, raided scenes and lust
have
Sorry my G, ha!
Everything about you is fake (Fake!)
You're nothing more but a snake (Snake!)
You have zero talent
Getting murdered brutally
With all
at your chest, you need to rest
Die later, go ask the slimfast high leaders about their five ways to eat that you don't see when they released
Yo, Sweeney
kash on a hit
Wipe ya nose
And Yo krew
Dp been released
Making hits in the booth
We done kame A long way
From the mud
PNut going to the army
I don't need all your lectures on the way I be
I ain't released from the pressure oh-so-easily
I'm a fiend for the rhythm, it's a high I seek
Here
the first verse, I released a couple songs
Everybody heard em, now they all wanna be my dog
I'm like yeah, it's cool, then I remember when you did me wrong
wanted they seat
Got 40 records i got waiting til i want em released
And each one is still stuck on repeat
I got a click of homies on the go, if you say
When we first fell through the skies
It was the greatest thrill of my life
You and me only
The G Force holding us tight
Felt like my first time
about the money man, all about the P's
Not about the birds but I'm all about the freaks
MVP VIP from LHC THC
Free up my G in HMP before 2023
When he's
Virus and Vaccines!
Tell me Mr. Cosby did you know that Bill Gates owns the Patents to these things Genectically engineered in Wuhan Labs, then released
money movin' quick, your money movin' slow
Who want it with me, want a little bit of beef and I'm reachin' under the seat
Little bit of heat released now
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