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john madden - liveraw gbt lyrics

[verse 1: detroit l*o]

looked who hopped up out the boiling pot
check the temperature, because i’m hot
get the picture, or connect the dots
i’m sticking to my tapes like scotch
all these rappers living in a lie
but they the one’s that they commodify
she set herself up to get finessed
i get her wet and then i do her dry
all these little n*ggas is the same
no originality is lamе
while ya’ll n*ggas praying for a spark
we got enough hеat to make a flame
young n*gga with a old soul
shrimp and steak and broccoli in my bowl
mr. popper penguins gotta serve me
i eat the finest sh*t, nothing bold
i been grinding for days, i get money four ways
dedication, it pays, i’m john madden, call plays
all these rappers been g*y, i’m that n*gga, she say
bouta run her, relay, all that cuffing, no way
[hook: ishaan, l*o & manny]

b*tch, i’m making plays like john madden
b*tch, i’m tryna coach the squad like john madden
b*tch, i’m out here running routes like john madden
cuz a n*gga know the game like john madden
b*tch, i’m making plays like john madden
b*tch, i’m tryna coach the squad like john madden
b*tch, i’m out here running routes like john madden
cuz a n*gga know the game like john madden

[verse 2: manny maurizio]

madden, from the get money daily city
your girlfriend ain’t make the cut, she ain’t playing with me
call plays like i’m aiming sh*t for broadway
f*ck a b*tch, it’s a “i feel like a dog” day
ay, hard work for a long day
you should start doing sh*t the liveraw way
cuz i never gave a f*ck what a broad say
i treat her like a football and boot that b*tch the long way
going hard for my n*ggas, if i gotta take a charge for my n*ggas
after the tape drop, we charging you n*ggas
gold bottle team dropping hard on you n*ggas
sh*t, i don’t really give a f*ck
been through enough, tryna live it up
i’m talking bout turning up and flex
if you call this john madden, cuz you learning from the best
[hook: ishaan, l*o & manny]

[verse 3: ishaan the rit god]

money six feet tall like a b*ball player
all the kush i roll purple, like the la lakers
ball like paul george, i should play for the pacers
money zooming pass fast like a nascar racer
see ice, i’m a mice cuz i’m chasing cheddar
i be pulling out paper like i’m writing a letter
i should work at fox 2, cuz i predicted the weather
go ham, make sure the money thick as a sweater
i shoot sky hooks just like kareem
got lettuce, got cheese, taco supreme
and i get doughboy, payroll, chaz bling
money 7 feet tall, just like yao ming
old school n*ggas balling like latrell sprewell
ya’ll be singing to the cop like patti labelle
i saw yo b*tch and she uglier than sam cassell
all my n*ggas chasing rings like sonic and tails

- liveraw gbt lyrics

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