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You see I smash on you pussies and creep with the thugs
I got a T-shirt that say "Weed is not drugs"
I got a tight spot that sits by the sea
Three
watches 
On his gun there's more 'n twenty-seven notches 
On the draw there's no-one faster
And you're flirting with disaster
When Bill Hickok's
watches 
On his gun there's more 'n twenty-seven notches 
On the draw there's no-one faster
And you're flirting with disaster
When Bill Hickok's
a sticky green drop
Hop out
Let off fifty-three shots
Wouldn't care if I hit fifty-three cops
Giuliani might as well be merkin' n****s
'Cause the time
watches 
On his gun there's more 'n twenty-seven notches 
On the draw there's no-one faster
And you're flirting with disaster
When Bill Hickok's
watches 
On his gun there's more 'n twenty-seven notches 
On the draw there's no-one faster
And you're flirting with disaster
When Bill Hickok's
watches 
On his gun there's more 'n twenty-seven notches 
On the draw there's no-one faster
And you're flirting with disaster
When Bill Hickok's
Here's a man the Sheriff watches.
On his gun there's more 'n twenty-seven notches.
On the draw there's no-one faster
and you're flirting with disaster
watches 
On his gun there's more 'n twenty-seven notches 
On the draw there's no-one faster
And you're flirting with disaster
When Bill Hickok's
for Guns 'n' Roses 
Yeah! C'mon! 
Throw your hands in the sky 
And wave em from side to side 
And if you're in this life just gettin by 
Somebody
[Intro]
Woke up this mornin', (yeah)
You got yo'self a gun (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Got yo'self a gun

[Nas]
Yo, I'm livin' in this time behind enemy
employees - and I'm here to teach the principle
Cause I've been saved by mo' bells than Lark Vorhees

Man f*** that n**** 'Cris man, for real man. I'm
why'all feel it let me hear you say
Heyyyeyyyeyyyyy baby bubba
Well he caught me in the van, the gun chat lean fah-ward

[Timbaland]
Check me out in my
They got me killin' with them
They got me sinnin' with them
Smokin' drum, holdin' arms, bustin' guns with them

They got me fearin' the pen,
you off
Broad, with the cause (yeah) bitch on a mission
Keep them niggas by they nuts while you hoes be dick kissin
Missing the game, damn bitch it's
I'm not a boyz n the hood addict
Menace fanatic

I live the street life for real
So i can brag it
Pop gave me gun lesson back when i was a kid
Now
not a boyz n the hood addict
Menace fanatic
I live the street life for real
So I can brag it
Pop gave me gun lesson back when I was a kid
Now I fire
bubba
If y'all feel it let me hear you say
Hey, baby bubba
Well, he caught me in my van
The gun shot men forward

Check me out in my black Transam dippin'
[Forte' - Chorus]
They Got Me killin with them
They Got Me sinnin' with them
Smokin' drum, holdin' arms, bustin' guns with them

They Got Me
And study your tpe of N-W-A

One day I was walkin' by 
Wit a Walkman on 
When I caught a guy givin' me an awkward eye 
And strangled him off in
Then just study a tape of n.w.a.!

One day i was walking by, wit a walkman on, when i caught a guy
Give me an awkward eye (what you looking at?)
even if I gotta
Fuck, suck and swallow in the parking lot
Gonzales Park, I'm followed by a married man, a father of three
My titties bounce
Park, I'm followed by a married man, a father of three
My titties bounce on the cadence of his tingling keys
Matter of fact he my favorite cause he tip
forty dollars even if I gotta
Fuck, suck and swallow in the parking lot
Gonzales Park, I'm followed by a married man, a father of three
My titties
Then just study a tape of n.w.a.!

One day i was walking by, wit a walkman on, when i caught a guy
Give me an awkward eye (what you looking at?)