Lucky Luciano - God (freestyle) lyrics

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God (freestyle) * / Lucky Luciano* Freestyle of "I'm God" by Lil' B[Lucky Luciano (Clams Casino in background)]Freestyle, bitch ("How did you know")Ya boy be sayin', "They freestyle, but they be writin'" ("It's what I always wanted")I ain't writin', I'm recitin' ("Could never have had too many of these")I'm shinin' like lightnin'And nobody comin' tighter on the mic, I'm liverKnow what I'm sayin' ("Will you, quit kicking me under the table")Say some shit like that and get paper and doughReally, though ("I'm trying, will somebody make her")I'm a professional, don't try this at home ("Shut up about it")Hold up ("Can we settle down please" --> Imogen Heap)Lucky(Main Verse)I ain't settle down for shitStill a damn pimpGot rich as fuckTalkin' all this shitHopped up in the whipDrove it to the topNow I'm looking down on them, man I make 'em dropLeave that ass dead, flat line, man, they're goneMan, I got mine, now I'm sittin' on the chromeWith a big brick homeMan, I'm the oneLucky Luciano winnin', got his bank fundsY'all was playing gamesI was 'bout my changeI was dropping all kind of fuckin' mixtapesBuilding my clientelle, you know that I was sellin'Now I'm gettin' paid, I ain't gotta be a felonAin't sellin' dope, I'm just, showin' hopeI'm givin' kids the game, how to, what, climb the ropesAnd go get ya chipsGo hit ya lickStay up on your grind, you could live like thisI'm the shitManI love this shitI'm a break 'em boys off and pop bub to this, hereMan, I'm goneRidin' on chromeI break 'em boys off, all night to the dome, I could flowI could go wreck the instrumentalMe and that boy Tumbleweed up in the limoMan, I ain't got no damn chaffeurMan, I ain't soberRollin' range rover, you know I'm thankin' throw-derGot a tatted up shoulder and it says "Playamade"Playamade Mexican, that's who I am to the graveMan, I'm stayin' paidI walked up on stageI told 'em, "My name Lucky, here I am, now get me paid"ManAnd I never ever quitI never look backI was all about my chipsI was all about my cashI showed my naked assGrabbed the mic and wrecked it fast, now I get my moneybagsManGot my big catalogEvery month, my check is just gettin' mighty tallMan, it's lookin' hefty, my pocket's lookin' lumpyIt's that boy Luck, bet ya baby mama love meWanna take a picture, she beggin' me to stick herBut I'm 'bout my money, and I'm tryin' to get me richerSo if she can't, get me richI can't give that hoe no dickI'm a be a fuckin' pimpTil I'm fuckin' Pimp C's bitchNiggaIt's Lucky Lu, I'm 'bout my figureFuckin' mob figureYou know I got richerSuck a rich nigga dickI'm 'bout my figures, bitchI got to hit a lickI ain't gotta push a brickI talk a lot of shitUp on the microphoneThat's what I gotta do to go, get my fuckin' doughAnd I ain't gon' quit, noI'm gon' get more, doughI'm gon' stay in poloI'm gon' stay soloI don't need no friends, I don't need nobody, nopeAll I give a fuck 'bout, my family and my, fucking dopeSo if I don't know yaThen uh, bye byeCause I'm gon' be, over hereStayin' hella flyFlier than a pelicanPlayamade MexicanSippin' on my medicineMan, just let him inLet him in the gameLet him to the topHere I am, I remain to wreck shopI said, "Sell on the yatch"Bought a B-12 dropNow I'm headed for the topAnd I make ya body rockI, make your body shakeBeen this player since first gradeAnd you know I'm player madeAnd you know I'm stayin' paidTailor made wardrobe, man, I'm throwedHoppin' like a toadStarched and iron clothesMan, I'm so groovyBought another uziHave you seen my movieI got in a jacuzziWith a groupie in itMan, I'm still pimpin', gettin' headLike Bill Clinton, all I want is a meal ticketBuy another cribBuy another carMan, I'm livin' largeSippin' on a barLivin' like a starMan, here I areI don't give a fuckGot my swishas in a jarGot the damn doughty rolled upYou know I'm pourin' upGot the game sewed upThey ain't fuckin' with the LuckHell naw...