How The Gods Chill


Yo, real still jackson, zigmaster gonna fuck your lanes faster
Sick actors, sick 10 bastards, fatherless walk around when we talking here
Shit, I ain't nothing to play with, ask your curricular stick in the king spin
is weak my is strong
What shot have a nigger say you quicker than trey songz
You would think I am jackson, caught in the extraction
I am the fucker depleter, 22 not to fuck with the system
Sean price, cornelius
Adapt to with, you motherfuck you witness my music

You can tell me nothing I came from nothing motherfucker know I'm something ill
Still know how the gods chill
Listen the sound of gods chill brown fill
going back
I would take long walks in the
I take young girls in the car from hill pops
Straight young girls to the chill stop
bills block
Phenomenal john amen, she called she blunt
I'm getting toll back money got niggers funny, broke back mountain
Rock the rap, rap the rock, I sell rocks in the on the block
Jacking for a trades heroine crack haize
Spent with your head off, fucking
Man animal, roll rap car jack nigger hit me the keys
Please adapt to it, motherfuck you witness rap music

You can tell me nothing I came from nothing motherfucker know I'm something ill
Still know how the gods chill
Listen the sound of gods chill brown fill
going back
You can never step with sean, step it
Motherfucker fill the heat from the pistol
the order I rock







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