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godhandusa - thug it out lyrics

[chorus: gonda]
wh+when i ride around town, everybody see a g
y+you can say whatever you want about me
th+that n+ jesus christ, how i put ’em on a t
g+g+g+o+d+h+a+n+d

[verse 1: gonda]
my choppa like a mop, how it scrub ’em out
yeah i’m straight coolin’ with your b+tch, she tryna rub me out
life gettin’ harder, you know gonda had to thug it out
every time we drop a f+ckin’ song, the opps barkin’ “how?”
i got a bad b+tch, i can’t f+ck wit’ no putang
you with your old b+tch, i’m walkin’ ’round with my new thang
count so many hunnids, all my fingers got a blue stain
choppa push your hairline back, he need a toupee
n+ got no money, i think you too broke to pay
got so bored of rapping, had to do that sh+t a new way
anything is possible, i can’t f+ck with the new say
i only talk to b+tches, give a f+ck ’bout what a dude say

[chorus: gonda]
wh+when i ride around town, everybody see a g
y+you can say whatever you want about mе
th+that n+ jesus christ, how i put ’em on a t
g+g+g+o+d+h+a+n+d
[verse 2: mongo]
yeah, baby
if hе like it, i’ma slice him at his neck, baby
turn a 0 to a 9, that’s a tec, baby
50 blues for the verse, never less, baby
mongo 10 toes, level with a dumb hoe, no
with a hand up in this b+tch, queue the drumroll (brrr)
play no games with a sucka’, yeah we done hoe (what?)
she let me all up in the [?] cuz you a bum, bro (d+mn)
anything i spit, put that on g+o+d
if i put it on yo’ head, then you can put that sh+t on me (for real)
you know the city that i’m reppin’ from the way i speak
and you know the f+ckin’ clique is g+o+d+h+a+n+d (b+b+boom)

[chorus: gonda]
wh+when i ride around town, everybody see a g
y+you can say whatever you want about me
th+that n+ jesus christ, how i put ’em on a t
g+g+g+o+d+h+a+n+d

[outro: mongo]
it’s godhand in yo’ hoe, mane
from the 415 to the 213
we hold it down for you punk motherf+cka’s, man
77.7 hand of god fm, b+tch!

- godhandusa lyrics

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