geemadec no pass (feat. duceplay4keeps) şarkı sözleri

I'm a real gritter, know I'm gettin' to The bag Nigga, try get my way, I'm upping 40 On his ass Just caught a opp at the store, gotta put Him in the trash My brother tryna tell me, chill, hell no, This ain't no pass Like, get up on him then, he with his People, smoke him in his kin And I ain't takin' no more losses, bitch, I play to win Hell yeah, nigga, we play to win, ain't No time to play pretend You know I'm rockin' wit geemade, That's forever my evil twin Niggas speak on his name, three shots Is what I send We pass hoes, he got your sister, then I'm goin' to her friend I told the bitch, I don't wanna f*ck, I Only want the head Niggas claim they like that, but always Talkin' to the fed All on the net, poppin' yo' gums, but Whole gang filled with rats I know y'all love cheese, so I went set a Mouse trap Caught that nigga in a trap, time to Take him off the map This nigga never slid down my block, So why the f*ck he tryna cap You niggas smoked, stepped on, time To put out the wood And they claimin' they gon' shoot up Somethin', shit, I wish they would These niggas beefin' over a bitch, man, That shit is sad And it's crazy, cause the sad part is, Man, that pussy wack These bitches gettin' passed around Like it's hop scotch I know these bitches ain't loyal, so Can't trip out a thot This nasty bitch wall pass, and I'm like You smell that geemade, that's a Hotbox Like, throw that fish back in the sea, No, I don't want the hoe Stop tryna link with me, lil' bitch, Cause I will not show Like, there ain't no love in the gee, That's why my heart is froze I don't even want this hoe no more, Come get her back, bro I don't want that bitch either, so I Guess she for the streets And niggas fightin' bout that hoe, that Shit crazy to me You know I'm leavin' niggas in the Dust like I'm Kayden McGee She don't let the whole school f*ck, I Guess the pussy free She gettin' her ass ran through just like S running back But that bitch stink the linebacker Didn't even want the sack That bitch offered me the cat, and I Said, I ain't want that I think it's time to hit Jamari, cause I Teed another tat And you can run, but you can't hide, Swear you won't make it far I got Youngins outside lerkin , tryna Park a nigga car You know me and GeeMade bounce Out with Fat Drake You know we gotta stay hustlin', ain't No time to take breaks You know we all about the pape, I Catch that boy take off his face He talkin' hot like he won't do Somethin', it's gon' be a cold case Y'all swear all these bitches innocent, But really they fuckin' sluts I'm tellin' you, all you gotta do is get Some dreads, or they gon' let you bust I'm a real gritter, kno, I'm gettin' to the Bag Nigga, try get in my way, I'm upping ' 40 on his ass Caught a opp at the store, gotta put Him in the trash Brother tryna to tell me chill, but hell No, this ain't no pass
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