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Gio Martini - Wrong Place Lyrics



Gio Martini - Wrong Place Lyrics
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Give it up y'all in the wrong place
Comin fa ya head betta day grace
Came here to win got the game face
Already won how defeat taste
On my own path I beat fate
Put in the books Ima be great
My times now won't be late
All alone ima make my own way
Yeah I'm in it fact I'm winnin every time I bag em in it every one is listenin and they tag em in it
Hold up let me take it back a minute , Sick a beefin on a wax uppercut jabbin em
Flow wet swimmin laps on em mutha f*ckin earthquake ok I'm colllapsin em
Gasin em I'm a put the brass in em ,light em wit a match no attack I'm assassin em
This my time like a g shock
Got in on lock like Fort Knox
Mike Tyson when I beat box
Betta get anotha plan if you wanna be top
Motha f*ckas laugh at me thinkin that I don't know so I got the mic in a choke hold
So high in anotha ozone, ice box flow you call me stone cold
What is it you wanna you do, you nuthin but a problem, neva bothered you, ya mama neva wanted you
Time to call me father man I'm son in you don't believe me f*ck ya baby mamma right in front of you
Nothin now is new to me, there's nothin you can do ta me I guess you gonna have to try and have to voodoo me
I can give a damn about the jewelry all I wants a bank account that will leave me debt free
Now I'm comin at it like I'm battle rappin, anybody wanna get it homie then let's get it cracking
Every time I spit it's automatic if you not about it betta run away anotha day anotha way out it
Ok we can have it yo way, wanna hide don't give a f*ck you a time waste
Everything I've done has been time based
If I came at you then y'all were the wrong place
Give it up y'all in the wrong place
Comin fa ya head betta day grace
Came here to win got the game face
Already won how defeat taste
On my own path I beat fate
Put in the books Ima be great
My times now won't be late
All alone ima make my own way
Give it up y'all in the wrong place
Comin fa ya head betta day grace
Came here to win got the game face
Already won how defeat taste
On my own path I beat fate
Put in the books Ima be great
My times now won't be late
All alone ima make my own way
Jot it in, dope lyrics got a lotta pens
I don't make amends, hit Squad, callin shots like popavich
Got bars doin life wit this, y'all ain't shit but rap biters
Any track I'm a murder it, flow contagious like hepatitis
Want smoke Betta bring a lighter, screw loose but I rhyme tighta
In the booth my kitchen diner man I'll cook a beat like jambalaya
Rap titan when I'm writin this, be careful dog you could die for this
Lotta rappers wanna say they rich but when it come ta bread I'll put a knife in em
Medicated like Vicodin, f*ck haters not liking this
Talk about a what I'm driving in, damn right got ya wife in this
War vet wit no heart, smell blood I'm a known shark
Y'all Betta keep ya guards tight, one move and get a false start
Bring the rain get a poncho, glock 9 call it Rondo
Y'all really not shit but broke hoes, man I'm big ballin like Lonzo
G I O and Mulah Maze got platinum hits wit hella plays
On top Betta know ya place i Been A gOd no Charlemagne
Give it up y'all in the wrong place
Comin fa ya head betta day grace
Came here to win got the game face
Already won how defeat taste
On my own path I beat fate
Put in the books Ima be great
My times now won't be late
All alone ima make my own way
Give it up y'all in the wrong place
Comin fa ya head betta day grace
Came here to win got the game face
Already won how defeat taste
On my own path I beat fate
Put in the books Ima be great
My times now won't be late
All alone ima make my own way
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Give it up y'all in the wrong place
Comin fa ya head betta day grace
Came here to win got the game face
Already won how defeat taste
On my own path I beat fate
Put in the books Ima be great
My times now won't be late
All alone ima make my own way
Yeah I'm in it fact I'm winnin every time I bag em in it every one is listenin and they tag em in it
Hold up let me take it back a minute , Sick a beefin on a wax uppercut jabbin em
Flow wet swimmin laps on em mutha f*ckin earthquake ok I'm colllapsin em
Gasin em I'm a put the brass in em ,light em wit a match no attack I'm assassin em
This my time like a g shock
Got in on lock like Fort Knox
Mike Tyson when I beat box
Betta get anotha plan if you wanna be top
Motha f*ckas laugh at me thinkin that I don't know so I got the mic in a choke hold
So high in anotha ozone, ice box flow you call me stone cold
What is it you wanna you do, you nuthin but a problem, neva bothered you, ya mama neva wanted you
Time to call me father man I'm son in you don't believe me f*ck ya baby mamma right in front of you
Nothin now is new to me, there's nothin you can do ta me I guess you gonna have to try and have to voodoo me
I can give a damn about the jewelry all I wants a bank account that will leave me debt free
Now I'm comin at it like I'm battle rappin, anybody wanna get it homie then let's get it cracking
Every time I spit it's automatic if you not about it betta run away anotha day anotha way out it
Ok we can have it yo way, wanna hide don't give a f*ck you a time waste
Everything I've done has been time based
If I came at you then y'all were the wrong place
Give it up y'all in the wrong place
Comin fa ya head betta day grace
Came here to win got the game face
Already won how defeat taste
On my own path I beat fate
Put in the books Ima be great
My times now won't be late
All alone ima make my own way
Give it up y'all in the wrong place
Comin fa ya head betta day grace
Came here to win got the game face
Already won how defeat taste
On my own path I beat fate
Put in the books Ima be great
My times now won't be late
All alone ima make my own way
Jot it in, dope lyrics got a lotta pens
I don't make amends, hit Squad, callin shots like popavich
Got bars doin life wit this, y'all ain't shit but rap biters
Any track I'm a murder it, flow contagious like hepatitis
Want smoke Betta bring a lighter, screw loose but I rhyme tighta
In the booth my kitchen diner man I'll cook a beat like jambalaya
Rap titan when I'm writin this, be careful dog you could die for this
Lotta rappers wanna say they rich but when it come ta bread I'll put a knife in em
Medicated like Vicodin, f*ck haters not liking this
Talk about a what I'm driving in, damn right got ya wife in this
War vet wit no heart, smell blood I'm a known shark
Y'all Betta keep ya guards tight, one move and get a false start
Bring the rain get a poncho, glock 9 call it Rondo
Y'all really not shit but broke hoes, man I'm big ballin like Lonzo
G I O and Mulah Maze got platinum hits wit hella plays
On top Betta know ya place i Been A gOd no Charlemagne
Give it up y'all in the wrong place
Comin fa ya head betta day grace
Came here to win got the game face
Already won how defeat taste
On my own path I beat fate
Put in the books Ima be great
My times now won't be late
All alone ima make my own way
Give it up y'all in the wrong place
Comin fa ya head betta day grace
Came here to win got the game face
Already won how defeat taste
On my own path I beat fate
Put in the books Ima be great
My times now won't be late
All alone ima make my own way
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Writer: JACOB MARTINI
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Performed By: Gio Martini
Language: English
Length: 3:13
Written by: JACOB MARTINI

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