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Versuri Ron Suno – Atleast lyrics

[Intro]
(Hell yeah, that’s what I’m talking about)
(Nanny, I don’t want this to end)
Ron Suno, niggas know the fuckin’ vibes
(Nas just does it better)
I do my dougie like Cali Swag District
Bitches and bottles, big Suno, I’m pimpin’
Ain’t no knucklin’ up, leave a nigga limpin’
Big 4-5 what I got in my denims
(Hey, hey, hey, hey)
Gang
(Hey, hey, hey, hey)
Holdup

[Chorus]
I do my dougie like Cali Swag District
Bitches and bottles, big Suno, I’m pimpin’
Ain’t no knucklin’ up, leave a nigga limpin’
Big 4-5 what I got in my denims
Niggas know what I do in these streets
Only play for the skits, I don’t play in the streets
Just watch how you talk about me
I got G throw 50 or 60, at least

[Verse 1]
When you talk about shots, I don’t them ‘em for cheap
Let it flock out the car, then we throw out the Jeep
Free the guys that got locked, they got caught with the G
We don’t talk about the opps ‘cause they victims OD
I could flick with my wrist ‘cause my shooting elite
Got no time for the boxing, you box with the heat
You get sent to the doc’ if you say that its beef
Like, hold on (Yes)
She fronted back then, but she know that I’m lit now
What they gon’ say, ‘cause a nigga too rich now
I cannot fuck her unless she gon’ give mouth
They know the lingo, it’s get down or sit down
Ima hop out the cut
Thirty hoes, it don’t feel like enough
Mr. Get Crafty, I hop out the truck
And I’m putting the gang on, they know wassup
Hold on

[Chorus]
I do my dougie like Cali Swag District
Bitches and bottles, big Suno, I’m pimpin’
Ain’t no knucklin’ up, leave a nigga limpin’
Big 4-5 what I got in my denims
Niggas know what I do in these streets
Only play for the skits, I don’t play in the streets
Just watch how you talk about me
I got G throw 50 or 60, at least

[Verse 2]
Big top 5, you get put on the market
I’m feelin’ groovy, I up it and spark it
Fuck all the opps ‘cause them niggas is garbage
Pass me the G, bet I’m goin’ retarted
If you don’t want beef then please do not start it
You do not know I got G in my johnson
I’m in the projects, right where it’s dark at
‘Member those days I was stuck in apartments
I shake the room
R.I.P. Pop Smoke
How can I lack, niggas know that I got those
I was just young, I was playing for Gauchos
Word to my mother I was playing for Gauchos

[Bridge]
Yo, keep that, word to my mother I dead was playing for the Gauchos, gang
(Nahhh)
Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang
[?]
(Gang)
(Gang)

[Chorus]
I do-I do my dougie like Cali Swag District
Bitches and bottles, big Suno, I’m pimpin’
Ain’t no knucklin’ up, leave a nigga limpin’
Big 4-5 what I got in my denims
Niggas know what I do in these streets
Only play for the skits, I don’t play in the streets
Just watch how you talk about me
I got G throw 50 or 60, at least