Hosting Call

Lyrics

[Intro] Yo this all fiction bruh [Verse 1] Down the damn streets of this shanty town, Ain't no brotha messin around When they seein my gang, walkin by they know they ain't gonna fuck us up on the fly, cus I roll, roll, roll these muthafuckas. Walking downtown with their sunblockas. They know it's time to go, go, go the fuck away. I don't want no bitch ass boy in my way [Verse 2] If you know me, you'll find I'm misleading, but I'll tell you something, that you ain't being. A G, G, A muthafuckin Gangsta. You better watch your behavior. You ain't ever hit the flow, be shootin sideways with a got damn pisssssstol. And you still be like FINN, FINN, MUTHAFUCKIN FINN, please just let me join this man. To that I say fuck no, It's time to go. Unless you fucking think of showing me more bitch [Verse 3] Now I ain't a hypocrite, But I think who wants to join me is speaking jackshit, I'm only letting the real fucking G's in. Ain't no fucking wannabе hitmen. You gotta have some stylе, Maybe explode their ass, or kill em with a fucking crocodile. I just know only one thing then, I let the real muthafuckin G's in [Verse 4] This part goes out to all of those bitch ass pussies in the crowd that still get offended easily, but act muthafuckin gangster. Every one of you bitches that act like that being fuckin executed. To those who like me or the opposite. You a real G homie, come over here and join me to beat the shit outta these punk ass bitches