Nell Godson Lyrics


Godson by NeLL

Feat. Twelve'Len & Ridah Redd

Hood up, hard body, I ball like a warrior,
The Lord is my guardian, set me forth for my calling
I'm dialing up the office, crying up the office,
Filing, fine, niggers try to fine me off
Temptation keep them patient 'till they faking ...
We call it the ultimate penetration, coke in your ventilation
Raw in the underdog, living like us the synagogue,
Like, fuck the law, read my rights to the law
Different rounds to the morgue, and turn my knife to a sword.
I go down fighting for yours, torn in my gutter,
I know my niggers is watching me loading up for them
No doubt, but it ain't no fit, come and cross me
It's just a life, what the matter?

[Chorus]

Life will get me, as I said.
Shit, he has one sword, he's on the edge
Last I saw, he either is lawless
Lock the top and squeeze it, I right here
No one down, I wish I don't
Wish I don't

Real nigger. The only thing we used to is the field, nigger
We trench those down, all I hang around, lets torch a field, niggers
Dirty niggers, type of crowd that would kill niggers
Making money, we scramble shit
Towed around a bunch of steel, nigger.
But those of you who know me, know i keep my circle tight
If the bitch got over, by it
I'm fucking with her, show you right,
For being low key, don't approach me,
Don't know who you are, I'm a superstar, I shoot the car.
You can call me a shooting star
Make a wish, you take a risk, you take a trip down to Palm Beach
Who's plate is this? I'm taking it!
Survival time, you know it's concrete. You gonna rob, who?
Not me! A G keep that in our reach, you want beef,
Only strong survive this shit. We gonna eat.
Got an armored truck with goons coming to the block
I'm so near you, I'm sincere when it come to this G shit.
No creep shit, he'll do, it ain't no secret on how we move
You can't teach this, but people break the rules without a reason
Middle finger to them people!

[Chorus]

Got that bitch fucked up, she explode.
Starring up the barrel of a left...
See, my name be Fah, in my religion it be eye for an eye
Harmonize on that pussy, then gratify
Standing over the target, then watch them die
The switch is got my name, Gallore
West Africans consider this bye ballore
Middle fingers are screaming fuck the North
South side be the side, bitch, I hold.

[Chorus]

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