Gz - JID

JID

专辑:《God Does Like Ugly (Alternate Version) [Explicit]》

更新时间:2025-08-21 16:16:54

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Gz - JID 歌词

Gz (Explicit) - JID

Lyrics by:Destin Route

Composed by:Destin Route

Produced by:Christo/TRAKGIRL

Uh

Look uh

Look

Dawg uh

They say you throwed out gangsta gangsta

Everybody bugged out armed and dangerous

Drained and ****ged out anxious ain't you?

Banged up banger

Look at this

Tell them ******* stop playin' with us

Uh look

I feel the anger all way down to my ankles

Yeah

Tryna keep an ear so yeah I keep one in the chamber

Yeah

Punchin' the bed we all blessed fed and thankful

Yeah

Punchin' the bed he bled tears shed painful

It's goin' to my head

Don't let that picture that they paint you in reflection turn deception in your brain

You want respect?

Then give the same

Uh

Dealin' with some real **** they fakin' beef we creating

Call it competition feel more like it's class participation

Get the gloves out banger banger

It ain't no love down south memories painful

My patna got the plug down south Cartagena

Flew to Colombia work muchos buenos

Shawty you too thugged out

Gangsta gangsta

Nah **** it they say you too tough

Exterior black ugly and rough

Yeah

Inferior to shirt and ties suit with the tux

Uh

Tempered you ******* sick and tired he turned **** up

Bear wires but not a bad guy

You know how black lives don't matter

We see the dead-end the pattern apply

Don't feel pity throw a party nigga pass me the mic

I be thinkin' maybe Martin was wrong Malcolm was right

**** it we thugged out gangsta gangsta

Everybody bugged out armed and dangerous

Drained and ****ged out anxious ain't you?

Banged up banger

Tell them ******* stop playin' with us

Gangsta gangsta

Gangsta

Gangsta gangsta

Uh look yeah

I left the flame they hit that game but had to park on the ****

Took everything from out the whip besides the change and the stick

It's hella dark you can't see **** behind this ten percent tint

I should get five percent tint I been on all kinds of mischief

Probably when I'm ridin' through the city

Cops think I'm ridin' 'round to get it

Like I'm Teddy? tryna get money 'cause the economy is ******

Mind your business

Write up the ticket while I'm windin' up the window

Saints and falcons robbery weekend and this time we gotta win it

You know I'm all about the business

Back then took Martha? out to Kensington

Then got my Jordans out the flea market just got started reminiscin'

'Bout all them cars we tried to crack

Smash it them doors we used to kick

Jack **** we was sleepin' on the floors

Way more important to the script

In another series of events lot of **** it be very infortunate

Like I mentioned we had the game finna go

And I'm feelin' a sudden suspense

I get in my car see some glass by the door

And I'm like "Why the **** is this?"

I knew what it was the stadium right in the hood and my window was busted

Now I feel all the blood it's rushin'

Take a second a minute adjustment

Had a couple things but if they ain't found my bangin'

They ain't really get nothin' Come on bruh

Thank God dang you little niggas took everything

From the spare tires to the spare change

The insurance papers and some blunt spray

What the **** would they want with that anyway?

But we in Atlanta you could see the channels man

That **** gon' happen every any day

Might not see bandanas but he squeeze the hammer like John Henry tryna beat the train

Havin' fun with it bunch of young nigga tryna feel numb to the pain

I ain't trippin' 'cause I know who responsible

It's the ************* they be claimin'

We too thugged out gangsta gangsta

Everybody bugged out armed and dangerous

Drained and ****ged out anxious ain't you?

Banged up banger

Tell them ******* stop playin' with us

Uh ****

Gangsta gangsta

Gangsta

Gangsta gangsta

Haha