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Uhh, yeah, uhh, uhh, uhh
It's a Queens thing (uhh, uhh)
Too fly, word up
Khadafi, the next life, yeah, Thug Paradise
No doubt, check me out, yeah,

you just don't care

forget guns n roses
what's the motif
there's tons of moet
and funds to go get
and huns to go get
with hugs to go give
daley told me

would use tech to hunt whales. Sounds like a train or motorcycle the older sounds, the new sounds are made by male whales only. innovative male. waves

you're gangsta
Pack ya guns in the club
If they shrug and them thugs mean mug ya
Come gangsta
Is what they sayin' to me


[Verse 2: Tech N9ne]

I shoulda

'n' pick up an ounce, but hold up, I gotta pee
Time to flee the scene, on this shopping spree, got that alien OG
Maybe stop at Chipotle get a bowl

I’m sorry George Floyd got killed, I kneel
But I don’t feel white guilt, that’s real
Had guns in my face a bunch, by cops
Had my face slammed off my

the gun, shake the fuzz
That's what makes the buzz and cousin
You can take a dozen drugs n
Couldn't feel this dope dude
I got your feet in the sky
The real

and things are getting more crazy
Inside the city of guns, niggas like gimme your funds
But I'm loyal to my city 'till I cough up a lung
Every centimetre

We back (we back, nigga)
Welcome to my city, nigga (welcome to my mother fucking city)
Ya boy Lit Mike, Kasland, Baby Bone
You want to take a ride,

get you, attacking your mental (uhh)
You gotta stay strong, cause you thorough (Thorough)
Yeah I been through a lot
Consistently stopped by the cops,

I'm gripping on ah dirty pipe
You no them n***** envy right 
But my shooter stay with me 
When I'm riding around the city 
Serving Brittany 
Yeah he

I'm gripping on ah dirty pipe
You no them n***** envy right 
But my shooter stay with me 
When I'm riding around the city 
Serving Brittany 
Yeah he

out, with the guns that clap'n, while he laugh'n
But nothing change from the guns that, be blast'n, just another life pass'n
And part of my pain, came,

it have you battlin guns and roses
roses and dresses
funeral settins
blessins
ay man
you see em on the waist
i'm tryna shoot straight straight shot

low
Biggie said more money
Mean more problems
So a nigga need more
Shooters
So I when and double
The funds and got double
The guns and my
Goons were

relate
She wanna slash like guns n' roses
I wanna sip on the lemonade she sending me
I revolve around it, relativity
Ray Allen with it, shootin' from

Sy het fotos geneem van my op haar Samsung
Het my buns en my guns op haar Tik Tok vasgevang
Ek was al by Sun City maar nog nooit oorsee
Nou is ek

Piggy Pie [Old School]

Insane Clown Posse

Forgotten Freshness, Vol.1 & 2

1998

and shot me in the face
And blew me off the porch and blew my head in half
But I'm a Juggalo, so it only made me laugh (haha)
Axe in hand, I rose like

grabbing me facing me front of fatalities casualties taken by guns Mafia Family raised up by the done we come in and calories niggars we swamped known from

Gun Showers Lyrics
Hook,
And they wonder why my heart so brisk , couple times had to miss Xmas , put the world on my wish list , now I got it they

of Kansas City

You handsome hippies

I brand the tities

Hit 'em with (N9ne)

Never do we land sandities

We hand the trippies

My fans are with me

They

And none'll ever be set free
As long as Papa keeps a secret
In the lead-lined box
By the banks of the Enoree
Well Mamma said to Papa
"Go and get your gun
Mary

pull up in your city
Get head and jump planes
Southwest rockstar, guns n roses
Bunch of heavy metal take a
Bullet to load this
Been a stiff nigga bet yo

pe-ra
Pas ma façon de penser connard

Je marche dans City Pute ma gueule
Cornichon vert comme la beuh
Epinard sont de sortie avec leur gun
Champignon se