menu-iconlogo
logo

Genaside

logo
歌词
G**e, g**e, who?

G**e, g**e, you

Mean, I know

N**a died, n**a died, poof

Guilty, the judge got proof

Fall from a roof G**e, suicide, coupe

Spendin' 'bout a mil' on my noose Blood on my shoes

G**e, g**e, who Only ones left, it's a fluke Ooh (oh, oh, oh, oh)

G**e, g**e, who, ooh N**a died, n**a died, poof

Guilty, the judge got proof Fall from a roof

G**e, suicide, coupe Spendin' 'bout a mil' on my noose

Blood on my shoes G**e, g**e, who

Only ones left, it's a fluke Ooh (oh, oh, oh, oh)

G**e, g**e, who And you know he's at that

Who the f**k that I been talking to So said by, run their mouth

Only give an inch, n**a take a mile Thinking that the progress instant

Oh no, n**a, it'll take a while Might take 'to a minute tryna figure out

Slow your ass up and simmer down Correction; you're not the n**a now

You might just drown in your own denial

N**a let's get serious, serious M**r what's your biz' here?

And if you ain't got none, I suggest you make the room clear

Ain't no pass to you, ain't gonna alley oop you

F**k your feelings, n**a, no them shit's ain't mutual

Niggas dealt they hands, don't hide they cards

Try to knock you off like [?]Run up the bell, now that's the cost

Not all for one, but one for all

G**e, g**e, who? G**e, g**e, you

Mean, I know N**a died, n**a died, poof

Guilty, the judge got proof Fall from a roof

G**e, suicide, coupe Spendin' 'bout a mil' on my noose

Blood on my shoes G**e, g**e, who

Only ones left, it's a fluke Ooh (oh, oh, oh, oh)

G**e, g**e, who, ooh N**a died, n**a died, poof

Guilty, the judge got proof Fall from a roof

G**e, suicide, coupe Spendin' 'bout a mil' on my noose

Blood on my shoes G**e, g**e, who

Only ones left, it's a fluke Ooh (oh, oh, oh, oh)

Niggas don't want respect Niggas don't want a cheque

They just wanna film and flex Niggas don't want revenge

Niggas wanna buy a chain Niggas want ice and rings

Even if you whip the Range That's a nice whip for a slave

More for your taxes paid Oh, you got it made

Grenade, grenade, grenade, boom Fire brigade, shoot at you

Niggas offer anything 'cause they never had a clue

'Cause a lil' cove from the outside, you can dive in deep

To the end of the water where sharks and the monsters sleep

You could ride that wave for cheap S**it, you could ride for free

You in way too many lanes, nah you can't ride with me

G**e, g**e, who? G**e, g**e, you

Mean, I know N**a died, n**a died, poof

Guilty, the judge got proof Fall from a roof

G**e, suicide, coupe Spendin' 'bout a mil' on my noose

Blood on my shoes G**e, g**e, who

Only ones left, it's a fluke Ooh (oh, oh, oh, oh)

G**e, g**e, who, ooh N**a died, n**a died, poof

Guilty, the judge got proof Fall from a roof

G**e, suicide, coupe Spendin' 'bout a mil' on my noose

Blood on my shoes G**e, g**e, who

Only ones left, it's a fluke Ooh (oh, oh, oh, oh)

Too much action?