Lyrics:
ain't scared
It's all fair in love and war and I'm well prepared
If you ill come get me, 'cause I ain't running
If your gun's off the hook then we'll
at Diddy in a Sean John sweatsuit
I felt ambushed by New York niggas
Live by the code, die by the code (it's still west side though)
Never been a hoe,
know I'm the hardest
I'm well-armed surrounded by shells like a starfish
Gun in my pocket that'll tear you to pieces
Iron in my jeans like I don't like
a smoking gun
Yo now she really stressed bad
Baby by her step dad
Her and lil man
All alone up in Westhave
Tough road and without a car
It's a tough
My man put your gun down
My man put your gun down
If you really want to shot
You woulda shot that gun
You woulda shot that gun
Enemies are creeping
we trust
Oh yeah, oh lord, forgive us
Oh yeah, in guns we trust
In guns we trust
Oh yeah, oh lord, forgive us
Oh yeah, in lust we trust
In lust we
Mr. 305, AKA
Mr. Snort Yay, Spit Rocks, Made in Dade
I owe my future to last name Campbell, first name Luther
The gun-shine state where they shoot
(What up? What up?)
De La soul (get live)
Likwit MC's, X to the Z, Xzibit, right
Huh, yo, we ain't playing
New millennium
Yo, who hold guns
dozen
Of tracks on this album, you get hit by a bludgeon
Of raps and rhymes, just listen to the fussin
A wojack bojack, kickin rhymes to novac
Battlin me
Say I won't go drop a double album, and rap double time on all dub-step
Got no producers, just me rockin' over beatboxin' by Dougie Fresh
Say I won't
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
I don't need no guns
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
I'm a mutha fuckin' psycho
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
I don't need no guns
Ha ha ha
strapped and when we hop in the van
We sayin
Im gon get my gun and have fun
Im gon get my gun and have fun
Im gon get my gun and have fun
Im gon get my gun
that sound
Yeah it's time we stop
Hey what's that sound
Yeah it's time we stop
Killing children in here
Emma come please take our guns
Take our guns
We
that sound
Yeah it's time we stop
Hey what's that sound
Yeah it's time we stop
Killing children in here
Emma come please take our guns
Take our guns
We
that sound
Yeah it's time we stop
Hey what's that sound
Yeah it's time we stop
Killing children in here
Emma come please take our guns
Take our guns
We
that sound
Yeah it's time we stop
Hey what's that sound
Yeah it's time we stop
Killing children in here
Emma come please take our guns
Take our guns
We
lightin' the green
I need the bucket, even though I look right in the beam
Judge find out it's my team, he boost they bails
Niggas throw us on they album
your head {*BLAM*}
I got a special guest for y'all
He go by the name of Drag dash, get 'em man!
Guess who's back in your building ya big pimping
it anyway
We should have left Las Vegas
And then began again
Took your bike to Detroit
Back to the promised land
He loved guns and roses
Guns
sees crack babies becoming enemies of their own families
Armageddon come you know we soon done
Gun by my side just in case I gotta run
A boy
Wait till I get my gun
Wait till I get my gun
Wait till I get my gun
Anybody else want to negotiate?
In the beginning I was humble
I don’t give a fuck
down no time to waste
Head straight for the bushes (Quick)
Dreaming of the gun that I can't locate
So instead I get bludgeoned (Uhuh)
I landed in Tilted
the gun
I just don't know
Did I die by the hand
Did I die by the gun
Feelin so so cold
What's wrong with me
Everything's so cold
On a slab in the morgue
But
[Repeat: x8]
What they really want
Get ya gun get ya gun did you kill them all
Fuck with (fall to your death death) the niggas with the guns
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