Lyrics:
sh*t so potent, mind is open purple roses
Caught upon Orion's belt in the middle of some palm trees
Underneath the moon and stars
Bad bitch on my side,
Veni Vidi Vici anytime you wanna meet me
Z-o-n-e-0-0, I am one of one
I.m a general so I don't have to squeeze the gun
When its my time its my time
so my soul
is a threat to all mankind. Born to kill, I'm wicked by nature, 'cause the streets of my neighborhood breed young hellraisers. A
30.06
lil' white kid shot up a school again (Crazy)
These shootings be gettin' committed by white people
So why the fuck police still shootin' up my people?
take what I want
So, you tried to front, hope ya (got yo'self a gun)
You ain't real, hope ya (got yo'self a gun)
My, first album had no famous guest
selling my mixtape out
Of my mutherfucking BMW out
On Jamaica mutherfucking Avenue to
Amadu and Hussaine and
These niggas fuck you niggas! You
Niggas don't
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
still looking out the corner of my eye, hoping you on the couch
That call felt like I was beef that had got shot up
Ironic, I was on tour with Tech N
take what I want, so
You tried to front
Hope you got yourself a gun
You ain't real, hope you got yourself a gun
My first album had no
Famous guest
keeps
Eat by any means
Feed the time
That's how it suppose to b.
Envy niggas obsessed ,
fans all up on my D
Hide from the cameras when they flashing
(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
dumb moths
I'm sick with it
Man I spit until my tongue sore
N' you niggas done crimes, but I done more
My bedroom closet remind you of a gun store
See
dumb moths
I'm sick with it
Man I spit until my tongue sore
N' you niggas done crimes, but I done more
My bedroom closet remind you of a gun store
See
Hey Juliet
Original Song by Michelle Vogel
(Sung by Sean Killeen)
Hey Juliet...
What if my name's not Romeo?
Like stories told so long ago
Those
wan fuck wit a gun, she wan fuck wit a gun
Im in the spot kno ima light up a blunt n ima keep lighting up
Straight to the top kno that I’m bout to go
invaded by Italy
Right side Paris left side flaggin'
Paper is is my main chick me and money married
And that's all a nigga know bitch
That's why
the block
Since black rose since kairi Chanel
Learned to channel my voice,
The game gettin fake n it’s easy to tell
I come from a city of doers
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
take what I want
So, you tried to front, hope ya (got yo'self a gun)
You ain't real, hope ya (got yo'self a gun)
My, first album had no famous guest
****s is bold and they choose to roll
I kill em all, watch now n**** truth be told
Westside was the war cry, look how they scatter
N****s dyin' by my
me
It hits way different when you know some ns could turn for hoes but
Fuck it my n thats how it goes
Regardless of what happens my ns still know
at 850 pounds; guns n' roses!
Get in the ring(x16)
This song is dedicated to all the guns n' fuckin' roses fans
Who stuck with us through all the fucking
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
gun!
Oh, one time
Oh, two times
Oh, three times
Oh, four times
And I never got the chance to apologize!
So baby girl, these are the roses
I picked them
.jpg/300px-GNR_London_Stadium_2017_3_(cropped).jpg "Guns N' Roses")
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