Lyrics:
my dick down a bitches throat
Her shit is real wet I think I'm about to blow
Choke on my cum hoe
She going gung ho
Yeah this girl is sweet
Like she
a calico
Let it rip, reload and spit a hundred more
Give you a reason to run, oh, you gung-ho
I hope y'all niggaz really ready 'cuz my steel is heavy
Binky Mac Boo Kapone and the homie Techniec.
[Mack 10]
Now here we go it's the show stopper noodle knocker
Gung ho 1 O fo sho
Nigga I am Gung ho for anything enemies better duck low
I'm here to reign so any threat you pose ain't a thing
But a stature straight up frontin waiting
and span
I ride 28 inches on my creepy black van
And you can catch me posted up down by the trailer park
I'm selling bootleg movies from noon to dark
But
like a calico
Let it rip, reload, and spit a hundred more
Give you a reason to run, oh, you gung-ho
I hope y'all niggaz really ready cuz my steel is
That's your ho, I fucked your bitch
Hol' up, your face look mad as shit
She sucked my dick and you kissed her
Boy, I nutted all on her lips
'Cause
to make it rain
Like a motherfucking brainstorm
I'm hung low
I could trip and fall
On my dick and balls
I don't fuck around
I'm gung ho
Cause this girl's
the floor like a calico
Let it rip, reload, and spit a hundred more
Give you a reason to run, oh, you gung-ho
I hope y'all niggaz really ready 'cause my
For the decription givin, chapstick flappin'
Pistol whipin', nigga rappin'
Sell arms to keep 'em clappin'
Gung ho chicks spueeze for me
Crazy
One man, honcho truck load, ammo
All black, suit and tie, don't move in camo
Gloves on, no Evie
Trigger finger forever ready
One man, one machete
Out
rosy man
Oh is that your chick
Why she all in his six?
With her hand on his dick
Keep licking her lips
Is that your chick?
Why she all in his
and rave
I'm raw plus I got more plants to blaze
Fiends came back with thieves
With files Long as Stant isle
And back to Queens
We strap black Mac's with
yaeh
Disrespect anyone of my bros again
Fling on my black track clothes again
Make sure you die slow again
And I'm finished, yo yo
Like Arma said, it's
again I prove that
Any radio show, any DVD, any stage show man
Put me up against gimmicks
Sound effects or skippy flow man
Don’t think that you’re cold
of dap if his name was Woody Black?
O.j. Found innocent by a jury of his peers
And they been fucking with that nigga for last five years
Is it fair? Is
This rookie flat foot, had his Glock out
Damn it's so wild, you wildin'
You all gung-ho, for that bum ass 25, 000
Should of got a job at Staples
Stockin'
Breaking bread with my gang, if they want the loaf then I like the crumbs
They gon' need this shit on DVD, BRB
Heard that bitches outside wanna see my teeth,
it bump
Check the stars out when I ride, dodgin' potholes with these tires
Hogging lanes, swang and bang in a 'Stang so let me by
'Cause I got
little girls
I twirled my fingers in the air, ran my fingers through my hair
Redbones to black bones, dark bones to redbones
Skinny girls come a dime
fortune said that I'll be pimping you and your pussy juice
Super sweet, sell a trick a treat, hope your lips in shape
Cause you worked your feet as you
rosy man
Oh is that your chick
Why she all in his six?
With her hand on his dick
Keep licking her lips
Is that your chick?
Why she all in his
Weezy
Say he cute, small, long hair, big dick
Weezy bring to y'all
Don't y'all lip quit
Put your lips on this dick
Let me get on some livin'
Spit
As captain of this band of merry sailors I'm a black mark. I'm a failure, but before you watch me drown
I'm relinquishing command for something I
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