Hurricane Wisdom - On God (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Hurricane Wisdom - On God (en) Lyrics
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If I get the ball, then
I ain't passin'
Lil' 6 come through scorin' baskets
Am I high? Bitch, what is you askin'?
Ayy, your bitch good,
but my bitch badder
You shoot fast, but my shit faster
Yeah, I'm in the stu' with a
big-ass ten on me right now
like shit don't matter
See me at home, know it's gon' get quiet,
on God, I don't like chatter
I say, "Bro, leave them hoes alone,
on God, that bitch gon' tattle"
If shit go left, this
bitch go backwards
Oh, you J. Cole? Quit that actin'
Say, would I diss a nigga ticket, oh,
on God, I don't need that traction
Ayy, if I get the ball,
then I ain't passin'
Oh, when wе come through, make
this bitch go boom, I done seen
niggas run thеy fastest
I say, "Shoot," they
don't get no passes
Don't say, "Oop," I don't
do no passin'
Ayy, send shit through, I
don't need no address
Ayy, I get loot, I don't kiss no asses
Ayy, my bitch cute, I
don't pay for asses
Ayy, yes, I'm good, thank
you for askin'
Yeah, he drop a diss, I'ma
drop my lo' right now, on
God, I need that action
If he clutchin', it go down in the parking
lot, these pistols clappin'
Shit get wicked, a nigga gon'
die by the parking spot
Load the boy down, knock all his
stuff to the dash, bro wonder
who the fuck gon' park 'em now
Treat all the opps like they
battery low, wonderin', oh,
who gon' spark 'em now?
Racks in the 'Cat, but the 'Cat
ain't slow, I got some
shit that'll hawk 'em down
I can't wait 'til he D-I-E,
no NLE, I'ma walk 'em down
Kept sayin' he gon' put me
on the floor, now the police
gotta chalk him down
I don't be givin' no money
out, where they gon' be when
I'm all the way down?
Shit gon' be high, nigga smokin'
your blunt, I'm never
bringin' my homie down
If I find me a money move, I'm
never leavin' my homie out
They ain't used to fuck with the
kid back then, now everybody
claimin' they know me now
Yeah, free my 6
Shout out my spot
Talkin' 'bout the whole fuckin' chat
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