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forever paid - the godfather lyrics

[intro]
(woodondabeat)
know what the f*ck goin’ on, n*gga

[chorus]
you can catch me ridin’ ’round every day with the drac’ on me
really got thirty racks all dubs, i got that pape’ on me
youngest in the hood, f*ck around and be the big homie
you still shootin’ semiautomatics, put a switch on it
i can’t believe they really took my n*gga, k!lled my rich homie
we gon’ keep on slidin’ on these n*ggas ’til they rip brodie
we speedin’ through the lights in h*llcats, drive ’em like they stolen
forever paid, we pray for better days, only god know me

[verse 1]
i’m likе bando, pushin’ on the gas, they nevеr catch us
i got bands, ho, why you think i pour without a measure?
b*tch, we reckless, if brodie like your chain, he take your necklace
i got skinny fifties on me, in here f*ckin’ up the extras
i’m forever paid, i pray for better days, then we all straight
leave a n*gga flat broad day, call aaa
we still got the route, we load it up, we still gettin’ paid
you still might catch fat*fat on the ‘hound on the interstate
just woke up another twenty*four, why would i complain?
d*mn, brodie, you got me f*cked up, you gave me the game
tomorrow ain’t promised, i’ma live it up, you can feel my pain
pourin’ pints of wock’, without my n*gga, it won’t be the same
[chorus]
you can catch me ridin’ ’round every day with the drac’ on me
really got thirty racks all dubs, i got that pape’ on me
youngest in the hood, f*ck around and be the big homie
you still shootin’ semiautomatics, put a switch on it
i can’t believe they really took my n*gga, k!lled my rich homie
we gon’ keep on slidin’ on these n*ggas ’til they rip brodie
we speedin’ through the lights in h*llcats, drive ’em like they stolen
forever paid, we pray for better days, only god know me

[verse 2]
who is you? you don’t know me, only god know me
these is 7.62s, we ain’t 9 totin’
dumb b*tch keep eatin’ all the percs, she be eyein’ open
i f*ck around, mix trishy with the wocky, i’m leanin’ in motion
grabbed a ticket, jumped right on a flight and flew into oakland
meet the plug, it’s all love, sh*t, i get ’em and throw ’em
you can’t come and re*up, ’cause, n*gga, you owe ’em
drop a hundred shots on ’em, sound like it’s thunderstormin’
you keep askin’ all these questions, n*gga, that ain’t important
you a b*tch, can’t come around, my n*ggas gon’ extort you
real k!ller, got the sauce and the torch too
don’t let me catch your p*ssy ass slippin’, i’ma horse you

- the godfather lyrics

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