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(Verse) Just let me loose up on the beat And I’mma go beast mode Sparking chronic so I write my chronicles My niggas playin with yo money like Bionicles Your girl fuck faster than that nigga Sonic when he on the road Nigga, I’m crown comin and I’m top gunnin Yall niggas need to stop frontin, you don’t count money You just a couch puppet You don’t live it my nigga, you like the sound of it That good weed you can’t get – I got a ounce of it (Hook) Nation Gs be in the house, who’s in the house? Them Nation Gs Nation Gs be in the house, who’s in the house? Them Nation Gs Nation Gs be in the house, who’s in the house? Them Nation Gs Knockin hoes like dominos and smoking on a pound of tree, bitch (Verse) Aye, let me loose and here I go Belly of the beast and I’mma eat them niggas, fear my flow Blowin O’s like Cheerios And I’m feelin cheery bro She aksin all these questions Had to tell er I ain’t Siri though This my silly flow, still untouchable Letras de cancionesThis here the song that made me richer than the hustle books Tell them rappers pack it up I eat em like some lunchables Wakin up at my own boss, that’s why you grudging for I be budgin to the front, just like I’mma stun a hoe Paper it out, one with this blunt And confiscate bout 2 more hoes Let you make the first move In reverse with that judo flow Figure out what you don’t know That’s why I’m about to blow Bars from my mental make you simple, let me criminal ‘Cause I gotta kill you hoes With these bars and metaphors She suckin all up on the tip Man, what you thought I met her for? Hetero, she sexy though That nigga screamin let her go Playin with my balls like my dick just be the tether poll Nigga had to do her good When all of yall did her wrong Every real nigga on the earth gonna feel this song And if you feel it put yo blunt up and… (Verse) Let me loose up on the beat So I can go beast mode Sparking chronic so I write my chronicles Yall niggas playin with yo money while you never makin Anyone that come to makin Bakin and bakin, you know we winnin You know it’s time to smoke weed when I come around hoe Like the fast bitch up on the strip, it goes down bro Know it’s time to smoke weed, heard you got a pound though And if you tryna smoke then fuck it! Meet me at this now, hoe! Yo (Hook x2) Nation Gs be in the house, who’s in the house? Them Nation Gs Nation Gs be in the house, who’s in the house? Them Nation Gs Nation Gs be in the house, who’s in the house? Them Nation Gs Knockin hoes like dominos and smoking on a pound of tree, bitch From Letras Mania