Lyrics:
jour de training
J'suis cinglé comme Reggie Noble
Franc comme Miller
Même en prenant milles heures
J'trouve plus de point g que de vrais G's
Dans c
n*** shot like jay jay
and nothing can hit you
She get wet for a n***
coz am dripping the v v z
and i got the guap and a chatter
and we smoking lui G
Capo 7, Key of G: G, Em, C, D whole time
Just Your Voice Won't Do, I want to be next to you,
When you’re far away, I think about you everyday,
Won’t
rep the streets we deep get wet when you meet the g l o c or the AR15
Either way it's gone be curtains once we start squirting
Hurting your frame shots
into the next eon
Rhema girlies yeah you know we
We living Holy to eternity
Its R.G. and J.C.
All my Rhema girls -
Where my Rhema girlies at?
Hit
you will see what's for you to see. G
Timing & Patience it's moments
By moments forever changing works
That should be evaluated constantly
Without
жизнью ты
не заинтересован
Но, вдруг услышав мотив из баса,
Ты возгораешь, вокруг все: «What’s up?»
Вот этот триггер F F C C# G#
Надо подышать
mon big jean
Elle veut fuck avec nous, tous mes big G
Lui c'est un fake nigga, veux nous follow
J'suis fons-dé, j'tiens l'volant
Fume sur mon teh, fly
Zarmina
Gliese 581g
I can see you through my telescope
You're so far away and yet so close
Celestial eyes
In the form of supernovas
Will they keep this
between
C L O S E R T O G O D
C L O S E R T O D E A T H
bitch
This is early days chivalry, learning to be the bigger me
You gotta protect your lady even though girls are icky, G
It's easy see and you heard it
won't do
Now you're sprung and I told you
S-P-R-U-N-G
Now you see she got you
Got you
Got you
Got you
She got you
Got you
Got you
bet da party get lit up
No L E D
Talkin G L O C
Add a K
Das a glock fulla fmjs
Dump 16 to make sure dat he DOA
Bleach shower make sure ain no DNA
(Wat u
keep my mind absent
I can lose it all, can't lose passion
Shit I can't hide, shit I can't shake
Every sunrise I can see G face
I done lost joy that
music is my accomplice
Omid G, future he see like Nostradamus
Niggas can't touch us trust us, hard to find us
I'm tucked off probably in plane over
in a week
I'm smoking that gas you could tell by the reek
Loyal to fam only fuck with my peeps
G-L-O-C-K make him run like its track
I gotta glock
tho
Niggas keep it on em, word to them OG's
Old niggas need a reason
Young niggas let it breathe
Let it breathe
C.G.M.G.
Bamit Gang
Young niggas let it
Miley C.G
Flow like a butterfly, tell me, baby
Tell me I'm the baby's dad
Huh? Yeah, yeah
He gon' be the baby's dad
He gon' be the baby's dad
You know
EmPorque ha nacido JesúsG D7 G G7Hoy en Belén de Juda.
CNoche de paz… noche de pazCNoche de amor… noche de amorDm G7 C#7M CCanta el mundo con fervorF
zapping sin sueño, la tela, los rulos
Fourier y los Tecnam, aquel C.G.P,
La placita de enfrente,
Tu risa, el Axe seco y quedarme sin aire;
Todo tiene tu
bitch with one
But guarantee I'ma be leaving with three of you
I do not have a reason to weasel you
No Gucci I need to see G's on you
All the moves that I
A.C.G
J'suis dans une gamberge poussée, des dédales sombres
J'm'efforce à être critique même si tous les gars le sont
J'ai lâché pas mal de ke-tru sur la
long long long gone elevation
Pablo Escobar na the ruler of the nation
Oya run run run abomination
Login pon G and I see pon my mention
Me I can't go
on a mission to get mine
I'm a god with the little g yeah I see the signs
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