Lyrics:
Cakeboy Bally
Nigga pocket watchin' (Watchin')
F&N with me doing nun' but headpoppin'
(Woo) shootin' movies with your bitch like
Her name was
wouldn't grab the gun
And at that time I wasn't thinkin about no one
Damn near crazy I went and grabbed the baby
Held him by the door and said i'ma throw his
Rhum, Govament
2 waps in the the car got a spinner n shot gun the dots in the back but the spinners doing shotgun.
You think ur a driller cause they
2021 ain't no motherfucking fun
Suicide is rampant, by overdose or guns
Covid fucked up business, families running outta funds
Bodies of Native
Never going back broke again
Need the cash before I'm walking in
My brother he loves toting guns He just fell in love with a new F&N
Never been
on the bottle no chaser uh
You call her a queen but she basic uh
But she for the gang ima take her uh
Blikky we shoot the gun
We ain't chasing ya
She slide to my
she can't get nothin
I told her I'd pay for it bitch I was bluffin
My money ain't childish dont get caught by dem youngins
I put this shit up they
Roses are red and violets are blue.
Love is blind and I don't know what to do
With me you see that I have no fears
But when you leave me, all I can
was not to run away
I told her I apologize I lacked financial ways
Her first couple years around, think I was in a daze
I was so broke I used to hate
With his car or gun? Or if he's a teenager
Should someone else be blamed because he
Isn't as enlightened as an eighteen-year-old?
America loves to find
Off (SKRRRT)
Smokin’ Prem Gasoline Can’t Hit Nah
Been Ridin’ Another Wave
Y’all Really Gettin’ Hip Now (Yay)
My Young N****s Love To Pop S***
They’ll
an imbecile
Point blank, period, just like a menstrual
All my n****s in the back, like a limo
Lil baby by my side, like a hip bone
Turn my L's into M's, yeah i
why I sent my real nigga roses
I just want her to know how much that I love y'all
Why y'all still here
I just want her to know how much that I love
Your bitch seen me then she'll melt
Goyard and Louis the belt
I don't need no help i can do this by myself
Swim in that bitch like I'm Phelps
Run in her
that once upon a time you used to trust
I miss scraping up the dust, I got trust issues
Before all this fake love and fame, it was drug misuse
You
love where I'm from, auntie Bertha smoking dope
Smoking dope with her son, you can die with a gun
South Central got more bodies than the World War I
kids
This shit ain't for kids, this shit ain't for kids
This shit ain't for kids, this shit ain't for kids
Pop out with a big gun, N4k, this shit ain't
gonna get
Old singers gone away - whatcha gonna do about it? gold records rock &
Roll n' why don'tcha sound like you used to in '65? '69? '75?
the tectonic plate shift I
Create is so great
That by the time you reach me the earthquakes
The booth was my birthplace
I'm used to the static
They say I got
you know how I bop
Guns N' Roses they know I how I rock
Think this fire just wait till it drop
If it's up then it's stuck till it pop
I'm on his block
that I'm that nigga then you picked the wrong one
'Cause I live by the gun, die by the gun
Hot bullets burn some say that them bitches stun
So raise
With a dozen roses in his gun rack
Junior pulled up into her side lot
He carried them up to the front porch
And hollered, "Wanda, look at what I
on stand by (Real niggas)
Fake love ion need none (Unt unt)
Niggas talking crazy
But knowing that I keep a gun
Came into the world with nothing
Already won
grandma Pam house
Wanted to let the gun ring by grandma Pams house
Bell rang police came to grandma Pams house
I was down bad nigga, I'm talkin my last
.jpg/300px-GNR_London_Stadium_2017_3_(cropped).jpg "Guns N' Roses")
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