lirik lagu the godfather - still the same nigga
[intro]
you know what the f~ck goin’ on, n~gga
you know we charged the f~ck up (yeah)
(rado)
[chorus]
you know the rules, you better have a bl!ck, better keep it
heard your run slowed up, you broke, n~ggas finished
real lean sipper, i’m probably gon’ need another kidney (man)
rip paid, me and masi dropped an eight in a simply (free my n~ggas)
rip dots, i’m givin’ out headshots, we ain’t missin’
real hitter, i should be in the league the way i’m blitzin’ (we on your ass)
chop, it be kickin’ like a jit, windows tinted (you know what the f~ck goin’ on)
you’d get your ass shot tryna look in it, still the same n~gga (yeah)
[verse]
f~ck around, put tf on my neck, you see the chain, n~gga
shoot the 40 with the fn, i let it hang with it
mix the perky with the lean, it’s a paink!ller (man)
chop, it’ll take a n~gga under, call it the grave digger
we got both, we got ‘bows in the spot, doors locked
keep a glock, i ain’t gotta check that b~tch, one up top
when that fully can’t be goin’ off, no way you can stop it
unc’ be in the kitchen whippin’ soft, show me how to lock it (yeah)
watch these setup hoes, you gon’ get a b~tch k!lled for plottin’
.223s hot as takis, watch ’em rip right through your body
grew up in the bronx, i was taught to k!ll when you robbin’ (yeah)
i ain’t talkin’ dice when i say i’m shootin’ for them dollars
i make two hundred in blues and i ain’t even finish high school
sippin’ lean and woke up with a stomach, that’s what them pints do
certified stepper, made the news before i hit the booth
certified with work, guaranteed it’s gon’ take a two (yeah)
free my n~gga baby grizz, yeah, he bang eighty deuce (free my n~ggas)
[?] fourteen, just for dots i’ma save a deuce
took my young n~gga on a skit, don’t know who to shoot
when i started f~ckin’ with the twos, i got misconstrued
i was taught you jump in the game, never break the rules (never break ’em)
don’t make the wrong move or this k gon’ shoot (yeah)
rip paid, you got grown n~ggas tryna mimic you
don’t think this sh~t sweet, we gon’ finish you
me and strap out in mia chillin’ in the coupe (what up, strap?)
fats matched me thirty racks, n~gga b~tch pick and choose (what up, fats?)
they can’t book me for no body, sh~t, they gotta prove it (they gotta prove it)
don’t get addicted to this sh~t, this that chopper music
this that chopper music
don’t get addicted to this sh~t, this that chopper music
we still ridin’ to it
don’t get addicted to this sh~t, this that chopper music
[chorus]
you know the rules, you better have a bl!ck, better keep it
heard your run slowed up, you broke, n~ggas finished
real lean sipper, i’m probably gon’ need another kidney (man)
rip paid, me and masi dropped an eight in a simply (free my n~ggas)
rip dots, i’m givin’ out headshots, we ain’t missin’
real hitter, i should be in the league the way i’m blitzin’ (we on your ass)
chop, it be kickin’ like a jit, windows tinted (you know what the f~ck goin’ on)
you’d get your ass shot tryna look in it, still the same n~gga (yeah)
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