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kill, can't fuckin take a fuckin draw
Guns n' roses, might get inside the eye of johnny law

I like money of all sorts, and I considered serving fiends
hoes but they can't post when they with me (ooh, no)
I don't believe in sippin' purple rain, with Prince and Lil Keed (ooh, it's lit)
I be feeling like
Rock out like the Guns N' Roses
Pop out like the sun where its frozen
Rock out no guitar, wipe ya noses

I got a bitch that play her role
Bad like
On n'est pas de la même famille
Shinobi te dit qu'ils veulent tous nous passer au tamis

Oh no, we're in a recession
Shit that was planned by the Bilderberg
tried to run down, but the gun jammed
She want to ride in my truck, damn
She just want to get fucked, damn
Hiding your stick in the club, damn
Told her
them out
I don't beef over pussy
But ill die bout my money
These n***** too broke
So I know why they mad at me
I got cases on cases
I'm tryna be cool
But
Longer
If I stayed any longer
If I stayed any longer, would you love me more?
More money spent on you that you didn't deserve
Deserve a n***a like
damn, where did I fail?
All the money I stacked was all the money for bail

Me holla respect, to all the gun men dem
Gun men alone, keep gun men
damn, where did I fail?
All the money I stacked was all the money for bail

Me holla respect, to all the gun men dem
Gun men alone, keep gun men
(soaring)
I might buy me a car when I'm boredI'm a buy everything I couldn't afford
I'm ballin on n**gas who keeping the score (score)
Don't give a damn about
for me
After you see my G-U-N, a pine box we will see you in
You can't believe it's me again, I B-I-G T-I-M-E
K-I-L-L very W-E-L-L
Go to Hell,
[Ice Cube] 
Damn G  the spot's gettin hot 
So how the f*** am I supposed to make a knot? 
Police looking at n****z through a microscope 
In L.A.
fashion
I'm being Neiman's just ball in the snap
Double M G, we gone crush y'all
If it's fuck me, you know it's fuck y'all
Bitch ass niggas, they don't want
Dun-d-d-dun-dun-d-d-dun-dun (hey, hey)

My anaconda don't, my anaconda don't
My anaconda don't want none unless you got buns, hun

Oh my gosh, look at her butt (damn
dumb I was just havin some fun
And I’m too hot and I came straight out the slums nigga don’t call me a bum
She kno I’m hot she wan fuck wit a gun, she
I got n****s owe my like I'm Uncle Sam 
Cut the volume up this a motherfuckn jam 
N****s always begging but I don't give a damn (Bum)

N****s always
you in stand by
Damn GOD damn GOD damn
King Bison

I just went ahead and
Said his name in vain
Hail to Mary man
I'm praying to the Saints
GOD forgive me
Dun-d-d-dun-dun-d-d-dun-dun (hey, hey)

My anaconda don't, my anaconda don't
My anaconda don't want none unless you got buns, hun

Oh my gosh, look at her butt (damn
nobody bodied me
Don't accept my apology

Stop chasing props niggas, top niggas march
By the cops, followed hot blocks
They pop niggas i ain't one of you
don't even sip no Poe
(Damn right)
Yeah I'm the Iphone plug, 13's a go
(Yeah I got it)
Tell me just what you need and then we on
(What you need)
Niggas
gon rats
Just rat, and catch your little body all rats
Matter'fact, I don't hang out with
No lobby for rats (Nah)
The gun swallow me back off Bacardi
n****s out here they be counting funny
They counter fit all kind of hundreds
They broke asfuck They ain’t onto nothing
They sleeping on me in they
of guns screaming fuck the law that’s on everything
You a rap n***a, I’m a trap n***a, don’t compare us pussy we are not the same
If you don’t fuck with me
girls dem mih sex
And when me say "bu'n batty-man!", nah vex! damn!

Badman don't apologize to no batty-boy
If yuh dis' Black Woman,then mih gun will shot

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