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the ganja plants
Smif-N-Wessun, generals of the Boot Camp
(Bucktown) home of the original gun-clappers
(Bucktown) home of the original gun
the ganja plants
Smif-N-Wessun, generals of the Boot Camp
(Bucktown) home of the original gun-clappers
(Bucktown) home of the original gun
pain
I can get you John Doe by a no name
Catch him at the Chinese store
Pulled two sticks on him, we eatin' Lo Mein
Nah nigga, Smack can't hear
(hair)
Hop out of the van I got all my guns blazing
Ima empty out the clip inside yo body yeah I'm lasing
Said you wanted all the smoke you didn't know what
Niggas here coming through blazing shit
Better get a gun too
Give a fuck who, what, when and where raising shit
It’s how niggas done grew
Niggas
out below, below
Come blazing your guns
You write us off when times are rough, baby I couldn't say it enough, no
Your commitment's so dangerous
the ganja plants
Smif-N-Wessun, generals of the Boot Camp
(Bucktown) home of the original gun-clappers
(Bucktown) home of the original gun
brought me here,
Droppin' piece to the double glock
Ready when the trouble knocks pop pop ya pistol now,
If a nigga want to run up gun up
Put him
the location
Dead prezis raising out the womb they kno the undertaker
Dirty games call the mobs got guns and roses
Guns and roses
Guns and roses
It’s a dirty
Le Gun ou la Rose toujours pas choisi
Pilon Hennessy j'suis dans ma folie
Baby j'n'ai plus de cœur j'crois que j'suis maudit ouais
Je ride le soir
and your car
It shine bright like the night and the moon and the stars
And I wake up and make more by noon tomorrow
Now, the critics ask will we be dumbing
Lost from a pure 'n strange taste
Can't even realize the time I waste
Cos you’re dancing in my head
Wrapped in guns and roses
All my blood
Is poisoned by
it ain't nothing but gun play Its 187 on a motherfucking hook niggas out of bounds should have shook we banging by the book got shot in the neck trying
now
ਹੋ ਜੇਯੋਨ੍ਦੇ gun ਨਾਲ
ਮਾਰਦੇ ਆਂ gun ਨਾਲ
ਸਾਡਾ ਏਹਿ ਆ life style ਅੱਲੜੇ,
We live by gun, we die by gun
ਸਾਡੇ ਏਹਿ ਆ life style ਅੱਲੜੇ
Live by gun, We die
hathh rose farhke..
Oh shehar tere firra ni meh gehdi maarda
Gun vichh raund hathh rose farhke!
Ni ahha rose tere jehay ja tu rose wargi
Shhaddhe phullan
the gun to sin
Like an angel with the dirty wings
Tainted by tastes of the soul
This is another level (I need to love)
Deep in black roses
Dateless
When I say your name
I will be your secret
Every other weekend
80 million pieces
Roses N guns for no reason
Do you hear the birds sing?
Trying to tell
Yeah yeah its been a while since I fucking smiled
I'm going crazy baby yeah I'm going fucking wild
Guns blazing turn that bitch into an only child
hooked one time
So I gotta OD
All I ever wanted son was a brick, a mask and a hunnid guns
Put a grip in a mesh if you want it son
For them chips I be
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,
the window if they
Coming I'm ready for 'em
Just remember 2Pacalypse never ran from 'em
Ran to 'em eyes open with both guns dump'n
And till then tell them
bust my gun
I bust my money gun gun
Roll the spliff up light it up
Back to back shots pouring Henny in my cup uh?
Whats the fun, if you ain't drinking by
n****
Lt Ja tell it, that's murder inc boy's, that's real killers
Money laundering, tax avaid and drug dealers
Backed by chemical grit, you can't be
my only friend
Is the city I live in is beautiful Brooklyn
Long as I live here believe I'm on fire, hey
'Cause it's the B-the-R-the-O-the-O-K
L-y-n
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