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Or a horror anthology
Technology
So ask me now
Ask me how
What what are we
What is this is it
D-I-G-I-T-A-L, I
D-I-G-I-T-A-L, I
I am your world
Mediated by
On the Block with my g’z
On the ends we be trapping
Top shotta ain’t missed shoot this bitch like Mavado
Nigga claim he runs city boy never hurd
commitment
But I keep it G
Turnin up for real
If she down to chill
Ima rock with her
Relationships can be so tricky OO
Everybody looking for different thingz
Hold on wait a sec, can u fucking keep up
I been on a down low but the rhythm G'd up
Sitting, smoking spliffs with my fucking feet up
And the way I
Masturbate since I was 13
Indian burns on my little peen
Jacked my dick 'til it hurt me
Death grip on my dick 'til I was squirting
You down with G-O-D
Yeah you
everynight molly
Wo-working pa pagar la keli
Living living como en una movie
Nunca me pude conformar
Con vivir la vida como los demas
For ma g's que siguen
She know!
She know
Torey Montana
I ain't gotta tell her come and ride with me
(But she know that imma really keep it G)
That's my baby, that's my
supper was a vibe
But the lessons nearly messed a nigga up yeah yeah
5 0 for the G's with they ladies Hh
5 0 for the G's smoking kush
Shout out
[Refrao]
O ""R"" e de realidade
e o ""G"" e gospel,
por isso que eu estou cantando
em forma de Rap Gospel 2x
Quem me chamou foi Jesus Cristo
que se
Keeping it g and funky
With my sade shirt
Nah my crush got ugly
Bitch got fat and cold
Now they say they love me
Am acting what am worth
It’s time
então bandido sou e sobra
na disposição e o que faltar
nação corta
junto com os irmao
a vida sem dublê
obras tipo G.I.JOE
meus inimigos são cobra
technology like Reebok
Pump more than air
You unaware I hold it down like a latchkey kid with a G-lock
They watching G's around the clock like a G-Shock
Even
favela
Chama os menor pro Mandela
E de G9 nós tá então
Que segue na minha quebra
Antigamente era um gol
Hoje nós tá de robozão
Tá tirando onda de copão na
these things I shouldn't It got us getting closer
My plan has followed through To keep my distance from you
Too many G&T's What's gotten into me Pour me
crown me K.I.N.G, A M G
The mossiah is here
Look up in the sky while I float into your ear
Now picture me switching lanes while flying in the leer
If you
more spending on your ass Just me
Prolly cop a new 2 door 'Rarri
Just to whip it on the hi-way wit' my g’s
Not gonna lie it hurt after u left
But then
your a bad ting I wanna lock you down
It's a good idea to 3up the 3up
I got this ting on lock it's about to go down
They need to 3up the 3up
My g
a car so a bike a rider
Black mask on so they call me Vader
You ride round with a blade and saber
Have 12 G’s but they ain’t gone save ya
Yeah I work
leave 'em wantin' more
Eat this beat like it's meat to a carnivorous dinosaur
It's the G-Funk fella
Representin' Minnesota all about the cheddar
My
Mommy fiero
Just Like a Pontiac
Native American
Call her Pontiac
I hit it from the back
She never called me back
She got a G sick
Like a pontiac
Got
thats zesty
Take that smoke to the chest g
Is the money all there? But it best be
Not a trapstar
But I Rapdawg
I’m not loud but these packs are
I stuff
I'm gonna start a wave that y'all can ride
I don't leave the house unless it's by my side
4 g auto when I slide
4 g aunt when I slide
I'm gonna show
Any rapper thinking that he sweet turned sour
Any girl who acted sour turned sweet
Just to meet the young G, yes please
They say hi to the season
Morning
Swamp G
What up Chunga
Morning
Swamp G
Chunga on the beat
Good morning Swamp G, how the fuck are you this morning
Real good, real good
Pussy
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