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Push It Strong Video (MV)




Performed By: Gidi Cryptson
Language: English
Length: 2:47
Written by: Ayomikun Ayodeji
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Gidi Cryptson - Push It Strong Lyrics




Cri cri
Cryptson
Hey yo shit

Giddem haha

Early in the morning
Where's My phone what's happening
Too impatient to go on my kneel
Left for the closet
Cause we ain't gat no place in the city
Momma, left with champs in the making
I was ready to be a big deal
Brought my brothers, they chose to dull me
We need to sketch, gaze yea we need to draw this

Gotta pay attention to the Blacksmith
Working the same spot got a meaning
Ain't got respect for a thot
The moment you're locked, the bitch is gone (peew)
By then you know your dumb
How could you have chose to love a thot
Love the ones that love my life
Chasing my shedder at night
Running to the coin, put it on a crib, nigga I'm smiling right (smile)
I love your smile, face bitch I love your ass
If I ever love, would you love me more
Bitch I need to reaffirm

Not all closed doors are locked
Nigga you gotta Push It Strong
Nigga Nigga, I mean you gotta Push It Strong

I'm just sitting for the shedder
If it ain't dollar
You should fall back
I love a bitch that's Honest, Cute yea she must be Tender
Come mark a perfect attendance
Remember December 25th I was on slippers
You must be a guardian angel
Cause you used to be perfect

I was saving coins for the project
If you ain't making no move
You ain't making progress
I've been getting dollars since I was teen
That's why they're so scared
These bitches never loved me
All they want is just my money
Been Saving for my mom and unborn kids
Now babies having babies
Keep it real lil nigga, why you gonna fake it
Look into my eyes lil nigga, tell me I'm gone make it

I'm from the Trenchies
I'm from the Shabbies
Nigga we ain't got Nothing
Love all my homies
Though I know they're never gonna love me
Don't trust none of my homie & I know for sure they don't trust me

No fake love
No love lost
Just want all the money
Heading for the Zenith
Ain't stopping till I reach an Acme (hm Mm)
Ain't it annoying, When you ain't got food to put in your Tommy

I was Bustling, Trekking, Running for the money
You got it all but nigga I ain't got nothing
Wish to be a Prof but Btc changed My Motif
Ain't gat it all, simply why I'm freaking Starving
Don't want it Long, nigga just cut the story short

You don't mean a war, then I need a refund of my money (Skr skr)
I'm an April born but don't u call Me an April dummy (No)
Cut not by your size but according to the materials on sight (cut)
Stay while I Grind
We're gone ball when it's Perfect Time
Nigga Nigga
I mean the Perfect Time

Giddem
I'm Cryptson from the Trenches
Call Me GC ah
Skr gone
Pew Pew Pew Pew
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English

Cri cri
Cryptson
Hey yo shit

Giddem haha

Early in the morning
Where's My phone what's happening
Too impatient to go on my kneel
Left for the closet
Cause we ain't gat no place in the city
Momma, left with champs in the making
I was ready to be a big deal
Brought my brothers, they chose to dull me
We need to sketch, gaze yea we need to draw this

Gotta pay attention to the Blacksmith
Working the same spot got a meaning
Ain't got respect for a thot
The moment you're locked, the bitch is gone (peew)
By then you know your dumb
How could you have chose to love a thot
Love the ones that love my life
Chasing my shedder at night
Running to the coin, put it on a crib, nigga I'm smiling right (smile)
I love your smile, face bitch I love your ass
If I ever love, would you love me more
Bitch I need to reaffirm

Not all closed doors are locked
Nigga you gotta Push It Strong
Nigga Nigga, I mean you gotta Push It Strong

I'm just sitting for the shedder
If it ain't dollar
You should fall back
I love a bitch that's Honest, Cute yea she must be Tender
Come mark a perfect attendance
Remember December 25th I was on slippers
You must be a guardian angel
Cause you used to be perfect

I was saving coins for the project
If you ain't making no move
You ain't making progress
I've been getting dollars since I was teen
That's why they're so scared
These bitches never loved me
All they want is just my money
Been Saving for my mom and unborn kids
Now babies having babies
Keep it real lil nigga, why you gonna fake it
Look into my eyes lil nigga, tell me I'm gone make it

I'm from the Trenchies
I'm from the Shabbies
Nigga we ain't got Nothing
Love all my homies
Though I know they're never gonna love me
Don't trust none of my homie & I know for sure they don't trust me

No fake love
No love lost
Just want all the money
Heading for the Zenith
Ain't stopping till I reach an Acme (hm Mm)
Ain't it annoying, When you ain't got food to put in your Tommy

I was Bustling, Trekking, Running for the money
You got it all but nigga I ain't got nothing
Wish to be a Prof but Btc changed My Motif
Ain't gat it all, simply why I'm freaking Starving
Don't want it Long, nigga just cut the story short

You don't mean a war, then I need a refund of my money (Skr skr)
I'm an April born but don't u call Me an April dummy (No)
Cut not by your size but according to the materials on sight (cut)
Stay while I Grind
We're gone ball when it's Perfect Time
Nigga Nigga
I mean the Perfect Time

Giddem
I'm Cryptson from the Trenches
Call Me GC ah
Skr gone
Pew Pew Pew Pew
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Writer: Ayomikun Ayodeji
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