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letra de g talk - godzthedon

[verse 1: godzthedon]
go ahead and let a motherf-cking g talk
world is in my hands, i never drop it like it’s detox
doug e fresh the p-ssy, other words a n-gga beat box
then she suck a n-gga ’till her motherf-cking knees lock
yeah, you can’t get me outta my zone
what i speak be too dope like a pound full of dope
unpredictable with it, you don’t know just how it will go
just like the google logo, you can’t get around from the chrome
boom sh-t, p-ssy n-ggas get me p-ssed off
i brook with it, every time i let the stick talk
my arm lift, they arm sniff like dudе on a wrist watch
public enemy like i’m walking with thе big clock
heavy body, say h-llo to the bad guy
godly with the drip like they went and had me baptized
i can make their heart stop, you be spitting flatlines
now it’s time to switch it up like we was at halftime

[verse 2: jamar rose]
go ahead and let a motherf-cking g talk
uh, being needy, baby, how you turn the g off
you just watch how we talk, you don’t turn the beat off
step on these blue bands, that’s how i c walk
going up the signs like a motherf-cking deaf boy
don’t make a sound, but i swear to get you dead, boy
walking in the hood like a godd-mn pepboy
up on the block, that’s how you know i’m on the set, boy
oh, sh-t, d-mn, think i made ’em angry
praying to the highest, but ain’t asking god to save me
hoping that he bless you with some sk!lls ’cause you lazy
blue fit on like i’m working for the navy
ok, ok, oh
my girl came in with that bomb, i set that sh-t off
good weed get to sparking ‘cough-cough’ i might cough
if you are stepping to my office, just know i be boss
[verse 3: sivade]
go ahead and let a motherf-cking g talk
go ahead and let a motherf-cking g talk
go ahead and let a motherf-cking g talk
go ahead and let a motherf-cking g talk
let me cook, as far as y’all i’m ahead of ’em
g talk in its finest, you n-ggas got speech in pyramids
n0body valid is feeding into your rhetoric
you should’ve put a lot more status points in intelligence, listen
i’m backstabbing like chiropractic
guy go last ’cause n-ggas know that i close caskets
might phone callon, he be with sticks, at night go bat sh-t
draw on us, and we gon’ see who’s f-cking nine loads fastest
i’m managed to p-ss off, your mans with a sick bar
now he pandering, playing the main antagonist, kid’s scarred
sivvy better at writing, i know it’s damaging his heart
i be running circles around him, just trampling his art
if you ever had the crown, you ain’t getting it back now
your whole camp full of pacifists, practically pascal
i pull it, it clap twice – the way that i black out
they downplaying the king, just wait ’till the tracks out

- godzthedon

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