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8 God Rod - Unlocked Lyrics



8 God Rod - Unlocked Lyrics
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Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh 8 god rod
What's up
What's up
Yeah, we ain't never gon' broke pockets
The gang ain't on lock no more
Loosie man let me cut me a port
I need this, I can't say you a short
I don't know who gon' save me for sure
But I know I'ma save me for sure
Nightmares can't reinforce
Soon as I put my dreams in sport
My ex-bitch nickname is pork
Cause I don't wanna eat her no more
Baby mama used to beat on the door
Now I'ma be the ass in court
I got bitches from HP to Aerie to Fairmont
Should've left all your asses in North
Who passin' the gas with a torch
Got a new bitch, she the baddest, baby
Told me she gay, stop actin', baby
I ain't really into harassin', baby
But the vibe got me adaptin', baby
Told my emo bitch, start stabbin', baby
Let's run away and do a lil' acid, baby
Baby ma got me addicted to drugs
Now I can't be sober in love
And I tried but I can't get a buzz
Dick soft, man, I can't even bust
Cause my dick miss how shit was
Ironically, I told him, dick up
I let my soul blow in the dust
Who see who gon' pick me up
I used to catch the bus, hmm
I still catch the bus
Had a gang, things changed, fed swept him up
I ain't never been a lame, I ain't never been touch
F*ck my bitch, congratulations, I ain't gon' butter you up
It was gang that violated, I ain't never gon' draw
This another dude's nut
You know what? I ain't even on that bitch no more, man
Cut that bitch off at the stop
Can't let him play with my top
I made it straight to the top
F*ck if you hate me or not
My mama witch craft the best
Don't make me put hair in that pot
The devil been chasing me lately, I'm racing
But I ain't never gon' stop
I know a smoker who throwin' jane
Went opposite off of them rocks
I can run circles around all my enemies
I be good as they pop
Niggas soft, so I cushioned the mop
I'm pushing P while they itching to plot
Niggas like hoes want attention a lot
It's like Legos, how we been in they block
I put my sins in the box
Couldn't throw it away, I let it sit in the shop
Every time I try to grow, like flowers
Somebody taking shit in my crops
I've been so high for hours
I don't know how to turn it off
My gang was tighter than micro braids
How did them doors unlock
The gang ain't on lock no more
Loosie man cop me a port
I need this, I can't save you a short
I don't know who gon' save me for sure
But I know I'ma save me for sure
Nightmares came reinforced
Soon as I put my dreams in sport
My ex-bitch nickname is Port
Cause I don't wanna eat her no more
Baby mama used to beat on the dork
Now I'ma beat her ass in court
I got bitches from HP to Erie to Fairmont
Should've left all your asses in North
Who passing the gas with a torch
8 god rod
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Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh 8 god rod
What's up
What's up
Yeah, we ain't never gon' broke pockets
The gang ain't on lock no more
Loosie man let me cut me a port
I need this, I can't say you a short
I don't know who gon' save me for sure
But I know I'ma save me for sure
Nightmares can't reinforce
Soon as I put my dreams in sport
My ex-bitch nickname is pork
Cause I don't wanna eat her no more
Baby mama used to beat on the door
Now I'ma be the ass in court
I got bitches from HP to Aerie to Fairmont
Should've left all your asses in North
Who passin' the gas with a torch
Got a new bitch, she the baddest, baby
Told me she gay, stop actin', baby
I ain't really into harassin', baby
But the vibe got me adaptin', baby
Told my emo bitch, start stabbin', baby
Let's run away and do a lil' acid, baby
Baby ma got me addicted to drugs
Now I can't be sober in love
And I tried but I can't get a buzz
Dick soft, man, I can't even bust
Cause my dick miss how shit was
Ironically, I told him, dick up
I let my soul blow in the dust
Who see who gon' pick me up
I used to catch the bus, hmm
I still catch the bus
Had a gang, things changed, fed swept him up
I ain't never been a lame, I ain't never been touch
F*ck my bitch, congratulations, I ain't gon' butter you up
It was gang that violated, I ain't never gon' draw
This another dude's nut
You know what? I ain't even on that bitch no more, man
Cut that bitch off at the stop
Can't let him play with my top
I made it straight to the top
F*ck if you hate me or not
My mama witch craft the best
Don't make me put hair in that pot
The devil been chasing me lately, I'm racing
But I ain't never gon' stop
I know a smoker who throwin' jane
Went opposite off of them rocks
I can run circles around all my enemies
I be good as they pop
Niggas soft, so I cushioned the mop
I'm pushing P while they itching to plot
Niggas like hoes want attention a lot
It's like Legos, how we been in they block
I put my sins in the box
Couldn't throw it away, I let it sit in the shop
Every time I try to grow, like flowers
Somebody taking shit in my crops
I've been so high for hours
I don't know how to turn it off
My gang was tighter than micro braids
How did them doors unlock
The gang ain't on lock no more
Loosie man cop me a port
I need this, I can't save you a short
I don't know who gon' save me for sure
But I know I'ma save me for sure
Nightmares came reinforced
Soon as I put my dreams in sport
My ex-bitch nickname is Port
Cause I don't wanna eat her no more
Baby mama used to beat on the dork
Now I'ma beat her ass in court
I got bitches from HP to Erie to Fairmont
Should've left all your asses in North
Who passing the gas with a torch
8 god rod
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Writer: Rodney Burney
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Performed By: 8 God Rod
Language: English
Length: 2:54
Written by: Rodney Burney

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