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 (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