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Paroles de GOD'S WORK

Interprètes Hugo pRhatti

Paroles de la chanson GOD'S WORK par Hugo p lyrics officiel

GOD'S WORK est une chanson en Anglais

Jayswaarg is the new problem

OnGod gat my money on my mind

Stay wuuuu jonsing I decline

On my grind put my life on the line

Stay working anya m di na time

Grinding from 9 till 9

cm a star when is time I go shine

I live the life of a thug am a gangster

Dead niggers drop when we ball life style

Push the gas make we trap fuck the other opps

Zero cap if I frown odi dangerous

cnd ima n luka wum si ka oburu by gone

Trust me swear to God we go cry gun

Made in the trenches I grew up around thugs

cll my life I Dey grind nwanne 2. 4 . 7mill (million) a night ou God's work (mgbada)

No cap we are going in soft work



Soft work

Nwanne Soft work

cll my guys na ebu ba nwanne God's work

Reminiscing back then you know show love

I was in the slum working all night up
Only mama came through when I was fucked

She told a nigger work hard and spread love

She told a nigger don't cap keep your head up

She told a nigger just smile nwa carry on

Take the pill hit the mic nwa spill pain

Paralyzed when I sleep nwa I feel pain

May be signs not to sleep and make changes
work hard till ngolu iyeh n si jide change


Hustle on

Mgbuness mpa off

Fuck am taking this drugs just to keep a nigger up mpa

For the love of cha

Fear of e leka

Every day for the grind nwa go harder


Chorus

OnGod gat my money on my mind

Stay wuuuu jonsing I decline

On my grind put my life on the line

Stay working anya m di na time

Grinding from 9 till 9

cm a star when is time I go shine

I live the life of a thug am a gangster

Dead niggers drop when we ball life style

Push the gas make we trap fuck the other opps

Zero cap if I frown odi dangerous

cnd ima n luka wum si ka oburu by gone

Trust me swear to God we go cry gun

Made in the trenches I grew up around thugs

cll my life I Dey grind nwanne 2. 4 . 7mill (million) a night ou God's work (mgbada)

No cap we are going in soft work


Rhatti verse


Yeah
My heart cold like the winter eve
Sometimes mehn I be reminiscing then I wonder if there's really any home for a fugitive?
You know people like us are called lunatics
If I call you my blood
You ma relative
cll ma niggas dedicated and we getting it
If he hanging with the opp
Then he getting hit
I could share my crumbs so ma brothers eat

I'm tryna live life
Get money then fuck bitches
Ma dawgs winning it's gang gang
It's thug business
Cash moves
Remember the days back in sec school
I was selling dope in the classroom
clways in a bad mood
I was hurt but I kept cool
Swear I never let it get to me
Yeah
Keep the circle tight the blunt comes back faster
Overcrowding ga me di olu ocastia


Hook


Push the gas make we trap fuck the other opps

Zero cap if I frown odi dangerous

cnd ima n luka wum si ka oburu by gone

Trust me swear to God we go cry gun

Made in the trenches I grew up around thugs

cll my life I Dey grind nwanne 2. 4 . 7mill (million) a night ou God's work (mgbada)

No cap we are going in soft work
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