Lyrics

Ghadanm You wan de ball with the geng (Geng) But you no wan hustle shey? (No) You wan de chill with The mandem (Mandem) But you no wan hustle shey? (No) You wan de pop the Bottles alright! Okay But you no wan hustle shey? (No) But you no wan hustle shey (No) But you no wan hustle shey (No) Man don't talk Man just get the bag And lock up Tell dem other man to shut up If I call dem gees They gotta run up Replay my tracks and Watch em go nuts Go nuts? Yeah bruh I'm not rapping For a few bucks I'm just trynna Fill up this box I'm just trynna Secure the bag Nj step up the place No de yarn dust Before we start see Nobody send us Now we de kill beat Like e offend us Like vandyke jehova De defend us Every track I make a killing I'd be trynna get this money Wanna stack it to ceiling You can never get this feeling And every time I grab The mic it's psycho mode You can never stop me When I'm on this microphone Ghadanm You wan de ball with the geng (Geng) But you no wan hustle shey? (No) You wan de chill with the mandem (Mandem) But you no wan hustle shey (No) You wan de pop the bottles alright (No) But you no wan hustle shey (No) But you no wan hustle shey (No) But you no wan hustle shey (No) Heard you talking bout Your flex young boy Heard you pull up in A cheap convoy Last week I passed By your house And I overheard your mom When she called you bom boy You don't know me nigga Anything you do I do it bigger Like Godzilla I'm that nigga Watch out for the boy Or get the thriller I had a feeling I be tripping I aslo feel I'm on a Throne, (Throne boy) I got this feeling that I make a kill anytime I step up to freaking microphone Work out on the beat like I too pack flows Man stay chilling yea with ma bros Mans gon rape this beat like XXX yea I mean tic tac toes Hungry niggas feed up with me Sha na still cruise So I tell em e go be Shey you still dey whyne yourself Na your babe spread leg E don be e don be And as you dey see me I no get time to dey para for you If you want beef I go Sharply call maynama for you So back to the point oh shit I don't really have a point I've been rapping like a fool N.J yea gave me the beat I worked on it Jumped on it cuz gadamn I look cool You wan de ball with the geng (Geng) But you no wan hustle shey (No) You wan de chill with the mandem (Mandem) But you no wan hustle shey (No) You wan de pop the bottles (Alright) But you no wan hustle shey (No) But you no wan hustle shey (No) But you no wan hustle shey (No) You wan de ball with the geng (Geng) But you no wan hustle shey (No) You wan de chill with the mandem (Mandem) But you no wan hustle shey (No) You wan de pop the bottles (Alright) But you no wan hustle shey (No) But you no wan hustle shey (No) But you no wan hustle shey (No)
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