Lyrics:
Smif-N-Wessun (right)
Fiyah Gun
The ghetto red hot, ghetto yutes fiyah gun
Gun, gun, gun, gun, gun, gun, gun, gun, gun
Every day, life's a struggle for me
perfect, but what it is
Is guns n roses, we're guns n roses
You can throw a bomb my way
For every time I make mistakes
But you know that'd never
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
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
kraal liedjie en sing dit
Dat jy kan hoor hoe ek voel
En ek sê Michelle kyk hier staan ek nou
En as jy vir my smile kan ons ‘n huisie bou
Ek was tweedens
disillusioned by weed
I breed thug muthaf***as even worse than me
When I bleed, my enemies best to flee quickly, on me
My army, n****z decieve swiftly
Look
and it's goin' on
She had another buddy, came by my place
Thick ass bitch, said her name was Grace
She walked in the door wearin' a lace
You shoulda seen
the Lord ain't on his side tonight
His soul be rose in the sky tonight
Cause this guy be like, "My shit
Is real, my shit is raw
My shit is authentic
And you
Clean lookin boys, fresh widdda tapers (nice)
Hot in the water, splish splash see vapors (splash)
Never been straight, but my guns w the lasers (too too
on
She had another buddy, came by my place
Thick ass bitch, said her name was Grace
She walked in the door wearin' a lace
You shoulda seen that look
it is punishable
A musket explode
Or you get punched in the nose
Uh
All my n***** is business owners
Rich personas sip Coronas what I spit is polar
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,
Come now, my little rose, sit here by the fireplace
Take a bit of lazy time, resting in my arms
Let me warm your frozen nose, let me see you dancing
Hands up don't shoot
Hands up don't shoot
Guns and roses
My people rise you been put on notice
Take to the streets because the system broken
Fight
down the block wit the Red Key
I'm wit my bro just like Swae Lee
Rock out all day- on the daily
Rock out like the Guns N' Roses
Pop out like the sun
Cause I live to die
Wit my mind on my money
And my guns in the sky
And my guns in the sky
Yeah,
Why would you leave somethin' you love here
gun was a AR nigga
Algiers Rebel with a nola filter
They swagga jackin but they lack the vision
My money stack... no division
PRESSURE PRESSURE PRESSURE
I went to Rags N Riches
Yea Bad bitches
Like a nigga don't know ride around clock a gun, overload
Takin the perkies I do it for show, clock a bitch
why mi love see guy die
Is it di reason why mi wear diamond
And sleep pon a bed name divan
And Guns n Roses a my band
Bwoy come a flip like phone, you
heavy metal
Smellin' like pedals from a rose, so they hoes
My bread's buildin', bagels and legos
When I rose, they froze
Trust me for them pesos I'm
panties, they match my slips
Been through it all; I could give a narrative
No fiction, nah, we ain't no characters
I mean if I bust my gun, you gon' bust
thing I know you were in my
T-shirt right there
Your hair messed up like a Guns-N-Roses video
Ooh ooh so hot
Still got it up in my head, you were
thing I know you were in my
T-shirt right there
Your hair messed up like a Guns N' Roses video
Ooh ooh so hot
Still got it up in my head, you were
(listen)
I like your girl so you better look after your girl
Or I might just take your girl and make your girl my girl
Switch your girl with Michelle
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