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sus - goyard lyrics

[intro]
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[chorus]
cold heart, buss a nut, tell her “go yard”
chrome bark, put a bullet in your chrome heart
no mask but i can’t let him go past
tryna turn the opp block to a grow yard
lil bro got a glock in his goyard
every n_gga get checked like louie v
i heard what them n_ggas wanna do to me
they put money on my head, that ain’t new to me
like why them n_ggas wan’ k!ll me? (why)
he said “suspect, don’t k!ll me” (die)
why you think they all feel me? (why)
i spit the life of a real g (ahh)
talkin dirt? then i’m filthy, filthy
interruptin’ my k!llstreak
city of god, this real g
back in the day, called sy “li’l zé”

[verse]

kidnap yutes ‘cah the n_gga tried steal p’s
and we turned all the white girls into lil freaks
don’t shoot blanks ‘cah we shoot back real sweets
back my sh_ back my shank in an instant
concrete jungle, animal instinct
black blade, like bad news let it sink in
sinkin’, swing my ramz where you’re thinkin’
pimpin’, f_ck his hoe ‘cah he’s simpin’
spin ting, send some shots while they’re drinkin’
impulse, spin that block off a inkling
my reaper senses are tinglin’
we don’t care if you’re a kingpin
that’s just more of a reason to pitch him
bang your doors if you’re listenin’, listenin’
free my dargs in the system

- sus

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