Lyrics:
the sisters queens
We all on the same team, blues and pirus, no colors ain't a thing
Barefoot babies with no cares
Teenage gun toters that don't play fair
the Mississippi
ayo it's winter time in summertime in Mississippi
9000° beneath the sun and everybody got a gun
and everybody got a gun
so where you from
[ PRODUCED BY ANG'GEON EMETREA ]
Ang'Geon Emetrea
INTRO:
Yeah, Ang'Geon "Double G", ugh
E Equals MC
Don't you know, US: TheFolks?
Let's go, ugh,
the Timberlands in November
Shorty called me Santa in December
But guess what, my Wally's got messed up
Autograph pressed up what, blessed enough to blow your
niggaz just watch it, hear me
Only ones that who we got respect for
Is them niggaz that we say peace to
Hear me, pay attention, put your shoes on
Yo, my
ain't no justice
It's just us
They get a bus net when they bust us
Always got their guns up
Quick to run up like credit card bills
But I'm a survivor
God
fifty
I get money but my name ain't Fifty
Went to the Lloyd Bank, took out a Yung Buck
Brown, purple, pinky
And then I put pink stones in the pinky
Bought
Havana Syndrome
God Hates Gucci
And
He don't wear Louie
Don't love guns
Guess who yours truly
Young Tim Duncan
With a bun in the oven
Jimmy
God Hates Gucci
And
He don't wear Louie
Don't love guns
Guess who yours truly
Young Tim Duncan
With a bun in the oven
Jimmy and Chrissy
We was kissin
Chorus]
Goodbye American Bitch you've got to go
Don't think you'll ever, ever, never, ever know
How you shot me down so put that gun right back
heart at all
(no, no, no heart at all)
(Ma-Ma-Ma-Ma) Ma Baker
She taught her four sons
(Ma-Ma-Ma-Ma) Ma Baker, to handle their guns
(Ma-Ma-Ma-Ma) Ma
Gats by the punani (uh-huh)
For brown-nose pussy crushers
Cap peeling lovers, ignorant motherfuckers
Drive a Benz, no Miata (uh), this honey's got
Gats by the punani (uh-huh)
For brown-nose pussy crushers
Cap peeling lovers, ignorant motherfuckers
Drive a Benz, no Miata (uh), this honey's got
school (school)
First class - guitar 101, james brown - second hour
Horn part, u ain't got none unless u got tower of power
Bootsy will teach u all u need
better watch you back, where ever you at
On the east we got the guns, (on the west we got gats)
On the east we lick a shot, (on the west we peel your
the historical pattern
December 25, now thought the birth of Christ
Was Saturnalia, when men got drunk,
fucked each other then beat their wife
Fact is, it was
the interstate,
Got the guns on me, good weed and the beer.
Yeah, I'm in a different state.
They say,
"Freddie gone shoot!"
They're not even lying, that shit's
brown hairs everywhere
You nasty Twin I don't care
Round here they call me Big Pun hit you with the big guns
Thick tongue known to make a chick come
In
Slither in the streets, of Manhattan
In the streets of Queens, streets of the Bronx
Streets of Staten Island
Wherever you see 'em they slither
Whoever,
Guns got some pretty long reach out in Long Beach
Roosevelt and Freeport you fuckin' wit the wrong peeps
Brooklyn and Queens too they gotta ride wit' us
they bread and
Bellport will let some shells pour what the hell for
Hamptons got the high life but also got the hell tour
Guns got some pretty long reach
chick (yo)
This is no intention of bein' offensive to women
By calling y'all bitches, my down-ass bitches
Still my queen, princess cuts look clean
chick (yo)
This is no intention of bein' offensive to women
By calling y'all bitches, my down-ass bitches
Still my queen, princess cuts look clean
drummer beater
Brown sugar is sweeter beats by Peter
Like I said before, thump in my trunk
That's all I really need and
A bag of blue funk
La la la la la
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