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letra de no funny shit - godhandusa

[intro: mongo]
like this, b-tch
remember when we used to ride (ride)
f-ck about the time (time)
scr-pin’, lookin’ for a homicide, outside
poppin’ 30s, baggin’ 40s, gettin’ rides
crankin’ mad [?] out the subwoofer on the drive (on the drive)

[verse 1: mongo]
no funny sh-t
ain’t nothin’ sweet, this life for ugly, b-tch
[?], but the face woo, hoe, dummy thick
spit and slobber all over your meat, with some-with some t–th
she don’t give a f-ck, she just lookin’ for some sh-t to eat
6 feet in the jag, r.i.p. to jagger (r.i.p. to jagger)
6 rounds p-ssin’ out the magnum (out the magnum)
nevеr trust in no hoe, i keep it [?]
th-th-these b-tchеs be the first to get you back, though (uh-huh, uh-huh)
in the trap door, crying to my glock
in my mack tryna make a move and turn some suckas into packs (b-b-boom)
b-back at it like a crack addict, spittin’ facts
with yo’ baby mama suckin’ titties like some [?] (uh-huh, uh-huh)
kick her out the mothaf-ckin’ pad, then i rap ’bout it
th-th-that’s how mongo finna get the bag (uh-huh, uh-huh)
never give a f-ck, it still act out
f-ck the police, crack a sucka’ in the lip and laugh (b-b-boom)
[chorus: mongo]
remember when we used to ride (ride)
f-ck about the time (time)
scr-pin’, lookin’ for a homicide, outside
poppin’ 30s, baggin’ 40s, gettin’ rides
crankin’ mad [?] out the subwoofer on the drive (on the drive)
remember when we used to ride (ride)
f-ck about the time (time)
scr-pin’, lookin’ for a homicide, outside
poppin’ 30s, baggin’ 40s, gettin’ rides
crankin’ mad [?] out the subwoofer on the drive (on the drive) (uh-huh, uh-huh)

[verse 2: gonda]
b-born and raised in the bay
take a flight to la, get my people paid
r-ridin’ in the whip, smokin’ jay’s in the rental car
if you movin’ stupid, end up living behind metal bars (uh-huh, uh-huh)
if-if you tryna fade, we can settle ours
i-i got that strap on me like i was a d— b-tch
i-i’m blowin’ out yo’ b-tch’s back, i think she like it
she blowin’ my mind, man, i think this girl a psychic
a-a-ain’t n0body do this sh-t like me
these other mothaf-ckas p-ssy hoes by comparison
i-i can’t be seen with you, bro, that’s just embarrassin’
stay way over there, you get played like a [?] (uh-huh, uh-huh)
th-throwin’ hate at the hand
got yo’ mothaf-cka’ slippin’, pop ’em like a sudafed, b-tch (uh-huh, uh-huh)
t-t-talkin’ ’bout us with the cops, but you cooperating with the state, i think you the fed, b-tch
[chorus: mongo]
remember when we used to ride (ride)
f-ck about the time (time)
scr-pin’, lookin’ for a homicide, outside (is it like the hand of god?)
poppin’ 30s, baggin’ 40s, gettin’ rides
crankin’ mad [?] out the subwoofer on the drive (on the drive)
remember when we used to ride (ride)
f-ck about the time (time)
scr-pin’, lookin’ for a homicide, outside
poppin’ 30s, baggin’ 40s, gettin’ rides
crankin’ mad [?] out the subwoofer on the drive (on the drive)

[outro]
it’s godhand, hoe
we are protected by the flow of our inspiration
oh, sh-t, what the f-ck?
nah, this sh-t busss
next is a lighthearted carol

- godhandusa

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