shaka zane - the godfather lyrics
chorus:
make you my son, you a fetus
wanna be like ya daddy, i ball in dc
call me gilbert arenas
enough bagging hoes
and giving fools time
they don’t deserve
one day i won’t have to go tell you my name
cause b-tch you gone know
tryna sellout arenas
huh?
talking that sh-t
back it up
take ya -ss to the cleaners
look at the wrist
still rocking gshock
pull up to my block
get popped in ya nog
sh-t can get serious
verse:
last year mandem running his beak
i had to put wasteman to sleep
he say he g-ngb-ng on the street
exposed the boy yeah trick or treat
scatter enemies like -ssorted meat
sweet victory my jollof so sweet
tell me bruv who’s hotter than me
west african repping dmv
huh? pulling up in dem honda’s
when i’m riding through langley
think i need some good gas
call my migo hosway(jose)
i got some goons
that ride with dem choppas
whoever, whenever, however
they ready to campaign
whenever i’m sippin champagne
like chief keef i let it bang
boy really try to be like me
bruv we not the same man
never see me on tippy toes
gang on top go ask em tho
bro who did you think that i was?
must of though i was john doe
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