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GoldLink – G.Y.L.O

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исполнитель GoldLink

длительность 03:06

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битрейт 128 kbps

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G.Y.L.O
03:06
Get your freak on, (3x) Yeah yeah yeah oh yeah yeah What the fuck you a snitch, Fuck with me read the lick Gorgeous body with a pretty ass face I don't give a fuck bitch I'll be hittin' anyway Get the bag, get the work, squirt the gat, no lackin' bruh Rich rap nigga really want to start a problem Pissed off a nigga wanna solve him Pow pow roll nigga I'm ballin' Bitch ass niggas I don't like when you be ballin Cause I'm a real nigga and we never been to college Real niggas stay up in the gutter where we came from Teachin' them little mother fuckers how we came up, stayed up Gotta a little rich, got a bitch and then we made love These wack niggas, trill niggas, on the rise New bitch saw me then she spazzed, told her calm down Thats your nigga well your my bitch Bust down on the couch bust that bitch Fuck that fuck that, fuck that Hallelujah to my niggas who made it all alone now Aiming when we shootin' and we shootin' a few rounds And we stay low, keep em goin' for a few rounds Get our money up and never say a word Smoke that shit and collect them birds I peaked my cellular I see your chick she callin' me I skrt in Benzs windows tinted, she wanna swallow me If you a basic bitch, then girl don't even bother me Bitch I'm grown Bitch I'm grown, 20 years hit the floor Throw that ass for manager, throw that ass for my D.J New bitches in my passenger, west side my neighborhood Bitch I'm grown Bitch I'm grown, 20 years hit the floor Bitch I'm grown Bitch I'm grown, 20 years hit the floor Bitch niggas be lying, dying for nickle bags And bitches still be callin' me ugly and say they wouldn't fuck me Still got that flare I got that juice When I first pull that trigger Real magic sticker no fifty but bet that nine hit cha I call my homie like "Homie" ("What up?") "I need a couple grams, so I can be the man solely" ("I gotcha") See I ain't into pictures, I ain't into fucking hoes, (Not really) See I am just into women stripping, taking off their clothes I suppose I'll speed it up, and still I beat it up Pussy the tree for us I'll beat it up D-wade three way act, Bill Withers lean on us I clean shit up, bitch you on my bus, bitch you on my bus You get this work, flip that work for dirt, you know whats's up "Oh my fucking god Royal, we did it, we fucking did it."
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