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Just as fast as thing goes, boy
Give me some more
She's my little rock star, man she knows it
My baby's Guns N' Roses, my baby's Guns N' Roses

Ya she's
thing goes, boy,
Give me some more.
She's my little rock star, man she knows it.
My baby's Guns N' Roses.

She's got a wild side.
Bet trouble's in
me some more. 
She's my little rock star, man she knows it. 
My baby's Guns N' Roses. 

She's got a wild side. 
That troubles in her blood. 
Thinks I'm
Before they be carvin’ my name in stone

Oh oh
She’s a dirty little thing, crazy as hell
Oh oh
She’s my rock-n’-roll queen,sweet southern belle
Oh oh
Neon lights on the dust on the ground on the bus
Dirty roads makes that scarf wrap a must
Rolling by scrolling for the future on the app
Data mine
at 850 pounds; guns n' roses!

Get in the ring(x16)

This song is dedicated to all the guns n' fuckin' roses fans
Who stuck with us through all the fucking
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
Eastside, Westside, I hold that mack down

Every little n**** you see around me
Hold a gun big enough to f***in' hold Shaq down
Next time you in the hood
a lil' n**** so you know I run fast
But don't do much of it 
Do a lot of gun busting
'Cause when I let off a clip, I get a kick
Outta seeing n****s run
low down, dirty ways
Well, now drinkin' whiskey an runnin' round
Little girl, that's all you crave

Well now, an I give you my money, baby
N' you left
come
I ain't want no Humer stunt, ask how I stack well like Maxwell
Nigga tryin' do a little some'n some'n
gun;
He pulled it out and smiled and then he sucked his thumb
His wife was standing by with a leather leash
Fastened to a child who cried beside their
Get gangsta girl
Gangsta
(Repeat 4X)

[Foxy Brown]
Still reppin the K gun in the waist
Hit by the Neptunes
Throw in that bass
Yeah y'all niggas
with one tiny little stone
Waiting there (waiting there) for someone to take you home
By itself (by itself) it's just a cold metallic thing
Only love can
place just north of heaven
I'm kinda tired of living south of hell

Some mother's talking 'bout Guns 'n' Roses
As if I give a fuck, at best I think they
Way down yonder by the forks of the branch
The old sow whistled and the little pigs danced
Burma shave burma burma burma shave
I bet I've seen
the best things in life don't come so easily

I met a man who thought just a little bit different from me
He said you got it so easy but I just had
Challenged by few, rivaled by none
He's alow down dirty son of a gun

This is the biscuit's crux
Solid rock against the flux
Ultra-heavy beat deluxe
Way down yonder by the forks of the branch
The old sow whistled and the little pigs danced
Burma Shave Burma Burma Burma Shave
I bet I've seen
life today

As the free-fall advances
I'm the moron who dances
Ah
I was teething on roses
I was in guns and noses
Ah

Under the withering white skies
first

(I hope they ready)

A lot of p**** n**** talk like bro
Little runnin' they mouth
That is till run in they house
Put the gun in they mouth
swallowin' the pack, guess what, his heart stopped
It all happens in the hood, it never seems to stop
And even the good ones, get drugs planted by them dirty
and didn't say a thing

We fired our guns and the British kept a-comin'
There wasn't nigh as many as there was a while ago
We fired once more and they
Uh, uh, uh, huh
Clipse
(Clipse)
Exclusive shit
(Exclusive shit)
Yeah, who

Guns n' roses mafia proses
Briefcase money, hot cars, and hot clothes
This
****? (I'm a product of a real n****)
La-la familia (Get confronted by a real n****)
F*** with one of my real n****s
(It's on like night fall, summertime gotta