G5 - Fred The Godson, Dave East

G5 - Fred The Godson, Dave East

Год
2017
Язык
`英語`
Длительность
184520

以下は曲の歌詞です G5 、アーティスト - Fred The Godson, Dave East 翻訳付き

歌詞 " G5 "

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G5

Fred The Godson, Dave East

Fred The Godson

Yo Nas signed me I’m with God’s Son

I’m fly like a G5

My chrome MAC cost a G, 5

I mack like a G, 5

Out of 8 bitches here, I could G 5

What up Blood?

Tell that nigga I’m a G, 5

I got Crips on call for a G 5

Benz truck, coming in a G5

TBM Blockwork, that’s how we ride

I bought a watch off these sumo bars

I show the band in my videos, Bruno Mars

You know God, I skip to the whip

Reverse then draw fours like Uno cards

The city hard, oh well check 'em

You can die here like Odell Beckham

Cooking in the kitchen he cheffing

Razor blade sitting in the key, ref calling 3 seconds

It’s evidence Fred

Crew move weight that’s definite bread

That water boy Boucher, residents dead

So y’all have to pay like the President’s head

This for the block while it sizzle

I shoot off the pick, shit I never could dribble

The brick little, but got a thick middle

Bread always come back sweet, McGriddle

I’m fly like a G5

My chrome MAC cost a G, 5

I mack like a G, 5

Out of 8 bitches here, I could G 5

What up Blood?

Tell that nigga I’m a G, 5

I got Crips on call for a G 5

Benz truck, coming in a G5

TBM Blockwork, that’s how we ride

I’m Raekwon when it come to cheffing

This 911 got nothing to do with 9/11

That Porsche remind me of Heaven

It’s cloudy blue, off coca I copped the Audi coupe

physical even Mystikal know I’m 'bout it fool

No limit, them hoes grinning, Dolce Gabbana fitted

See that red stripe that mean Prada did it, I gotta spend it

Balling in New York like Kenny Anderson or Rod Strickland

Talking 'bout that package in my bedroom, my mom listening

Fred The Godson, yo Nas signed me I’m with God’s Son

Niggas had on the Pelle’s couldn’t afford it tried to rob one

with water, you drown pinching bags

Almost a quarter an ounce, can’t leave my lawyer with doubt

Put collect call to Papi before we called it a drought

Hardest out of my city fuck these niggas talking about

Baddest bitch in the club, I got shooter walking her out

So love Atlanta got me targeting south, Harlem no doubt

I’m fly like a G5

My chrome MAC cost a G, 5

I mack like a G, 5

Out of 8 bitches here, I could G 5

What up Blood?

Tell that nigga I’m a G, 5

I got Crips on call for a G 5

Benz truck, coming in a G5

TBM Blockwork, that’s how we ride

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