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lirik lagu godhandusa - swangin'

[chorus: mongo]
godhand, on the spot
we grip that mic and pass the rock
and if you talkin’ crazy, get you murdered in that parkin’ lot
g~godhand, with the beat, and put yo’ ass under the street
i’m on one so i’m tryna’ bust, we kickin’ dust on all the chumps
g~godhand, get the paper, cruisin’ on that brand new scr~per
sw~ngin’ in that 68, that horsepower sound like a laser
i ride for my f~ckin’ dawgs, the realest since the incubator
i swing the whip for real, yo’ ass be sw~ngin’ in a simulator

[verse 1: mongo]
i trip on anybody claimin’ we don’t run the game
my tracks just like my pistols, them muhf~ckas make ya’ dance for days
i’m liftin’ and i’m movin’ weight, i ship them b~tches outta’ state
my product heavy, i might walk across the road from the hard place
if yo’ 666, i’m 556, grippin’ sticks, pull the d~mn trigger on a punk b~tch with a dumb grin on his face, get his ass done in
words undid, i’m the best rapper in the world, rest a y’all suck d~ck
i don’t give a f~ck, like a nun, mongo sw~ngin’ ’round inna’ cutlass, lil b~tch

[break: mongo]
you heard that sh~t right mothaf~cka, mongo in yo’ mothaf~ckin’ home
better keep a piece in yo’ whip and a leash on yo’ b~tch, boy
777, f~ck 666, we slayin’ in this mothaf~cka all day every day
g~o~d~h~a~n~d ’till i d~i~e, p~ssy
[chorus: mongo]
godhand, on the spot
we grip that mic and pass the rock
and if you talkin’ crazy, get you murdered in that parkin’ lot
g~godhand, with the beat, and put yo’ ass under the street
i’m on one so i’m tryna’ bust, we kickin’ dust on all the chumps
g~godhand, get the paper, cruisin’ on that brand new scr~per
sw~ngin’ in that 68, that horsepower sound like a laser
i ride for my f~ckin’ dawgs, the realest since the incubator
i swing the whip for real, yo’ ass be sw~ngin’ in a simulator

[verse 2: gonda]
godhand, make it sw~ng
take yo’ chain and diamond ring
we ain’t worried ’bout a thing, mariah carey my choppa’ sing
what you about?
take the braces right out yo’ mouth, or your veneers could get knocked out
i count to 10, he down and out
bop, bop~bop~bop, make him shout
get that cabbage, sauerkraut
yo’ neck and wrists look like a drought, my jewelry look like rainbow trout, bling
10k at least, my diamonds bl~~dy, congolese
i told yo’ girl get on her knees, she said she can’t understand me, b~tch i’m speakin’ gondanese
other rappers not fond of me, ’cause they hoes tryna’ fondle me, and drop that thang down onto me, that ganja clouds surroundin’ me
my people tell me they proud of me
these rappers wearing them pentagrams, they tellin’ me right where the shot should be
bop~bop
[chorus: mongo]
godhand, on the spot
we grip that mic and pass the rock
and if you talkin’ crazy, get you murdered in that parkin’ lot
g~godhand, with the beat, and put yo’ ass under the street
i’m on one so i’m tryna’ bust, we kickin’ dust on all the chumps
g~godhand, get the paper, cruisin’ on that brand new scr~per
sw~ngin’ in that 68, that horsepower sound like a laser
i ride for my f~ckin’ dawgs, the realest since the incubator
i swing the whip for real, yo’ ass be sw~ngin’ in a simulator

[outro: gonda]
godhand make that sh~t sw~ng, let our mothaf~ckin’ nuts hang, b~tch
drop it right on yo’ b~tch forehead, f~ck everybody, hoe
haha!
bop~bop~bop

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