letra de free g - sdot go
[intro:]
come here, come here
graah-graah boom n-gga
graah, ayo g
[verse:]
he try to run but it’s nowhere to go
and if you gonna slide it’s okay let me know
he ain’t sl!ck, he think that he low
better get out the way before i gotta throw
bad b-tch shaking her hips on the low
that’s thunder bklu worda bro i’m getting close
diddy can’t breathe caught a shot to the throat
like-like what the f-ck is a o?
said he gon’ spin, i could bet you he don’t
he tryna fl!ck but i bet you he won’t
change the the fit, could prada all my clothes
he tryna to run the knocka’ on his coat
where the glo’s at? i’m with jay
like where the o’s at? looking for ek
spinning two deep, it’s just me and my bae
and i bet if i fl!ck i make the whole sh-t shake
clear the crowd out n0body safe
keep shaking her hip, she tryna be with gang
bout the fl!ck near his b-tch just move her out the way
try-try to dip leave him nowhere to run to
beam on the g, why the f-ck would i tussle?
get up close gotta walk with the duffle
push up on twin, i bet you i still dust you
like-like we got into a scuffle
lil bro in the spot gon’ flock it if he want to
i got knocks it’s no need to jump you, like
don’t try to reach i’ma done you
i get active, i see why they mad
dougie b keep on dissing ’til he see the mask
like we on the sev i don’t know where they at, like
thunder bklu said i’m lying, that’s cap
see gotti bklu, go and ask
he ain’t come out his room, was talkin’ to the staff
that n-gga p-ssy like word to my dead, like
doa block got me fed
yo i pray that’s c blu, i’ma make him see red
and if bro throw a couple bet you i throw next, like
shh, n-gga, bet, like, n-gga i said what i said
fell in love with bending through the sev
like i bet i fl!ck faster, cause one in the head
like i bet i fl!ck faster, like
faster, like
he try to run but it’s nowhere to go
and if you gonna slide it’s okay let me know
he ain’t sl!ck, he think that he low
better get out the way before i gotta throw
bad b-tch shaking her hips on the low
that’s thunder bklu worda bro i’m getting close
diddy can’t breathe caught a shot to the throat
like-like what the f-ck is a o?
said he gon’ spin i could bet you he don’t
he tryna fl!ck but i bet you he won’t
change the the fit, could prada all my clothes
he tryna to run the knocka’ on his coat
[outro:]
like he tryna run
like
come here
come here
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