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bg9k - 9000 rondae & the godfather lyrics

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[intro: the godfather]
(ayy, jay, man, run that sh*t, cuh)
yeah
you know what the f*ck goin’ on, n*gga
b*tch

[verse 1: the godfather]
bg9k, that’s a group full of thugs
you don’t wanna get stabbed or get shot in the club
rich n*gga, i just pulled up with a pop full of mud
five thousand for a hit, boy, i’m not finna mug
chase a stake for that money, travel with it, bron james (i’m gone)
my next piece gon’ cost me seven bricks and nine chains
boy, gas, then i hit the e*way and dodge lanes (skrrt)
ballin’ ain’t a crime, you just mad you ain’t paid
[?] sh*t on winin’ and dinin’ with fine sh*t
somebody gettin’ sent up the road if i be hidin’ bl!ck
you don’t see these white*ass buffs when i could rhyme, b*tch
chrome heart the shades, thesе b*tches hit for nine slips
tryna blackball us, at the k!llеrs and the dope (let us in)
foreign b*tch, she keep tellin’ me i did her bogus
glitch hit his ass ten times before he notice
[?], they just sn*tched his picture off an oldy

[verse 2: 9000 rondae]
say my name in the streets, b*tch, it’s golden (yeah)
p*ssy n*gga died ’cause a tweet, he was trollin’
i don’t know why he thought this sh*t was sweet, left me open
told my lil’ n*gga hold it with two hands, boy, control it
yeah, n*gga, ask in the clique up, boy, you jokin’
know he had that bread on his head so we caught him loafin’
i just f*cked this b*tch good for my n*ggas usin’ loafs
security don’t check me ’cause they know i need a tote
if i can’t get in with that bl!ck, n*gga, know that i’ma poke it
every n*gga with me gotta have a b, that’s a token
you don’t like supportin’ human check, you ain’t b*tch you jokin’
he paralyzed but that n*gga should’ve died, he the coldest
they like where you been? b*tch, you could’ve checked on oldies
yeah, she like, “b*tch, that’s him”, but he rollin’, don’t approach him
my lil’ n*gga keep slidin’ but he missin’, i’ma coach him
even though that opp pack come with seeds, i’ma smoke it
[outro]
b*tch
adlib that b*tch
ayy, long live woo
yeah, forever paid
dada winning too
ayy, bando, n*gga

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