Lyrics:
Paid 90 for my grill and lost it, that's why I ain't smilin' (damn)
You got Sean, you got Hit, you got Grizz, Kash Dolla
Paint you red, throw you in
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
your job every day
And then you work so hard 'til your hair turns gray
Let me tell you about life and about the way it is
You see, we live by the gun
your job every day
And then you work so hard 'til your hair turns gray
Let me tell you about life and about the way it is
You see, we live by the gun
your job every day
And then you work so hard 'til your hair turns gray
Let me tell you about life and about the way it is
You see, we live by the gun
before da first time we laid down in da bed you ain't know da kinna thing dat
Played around in my head I ain't play around wen I said you gun member dis
ho
Tryna make it on The Hills, I ain't got nowhere to go
Said I was born in Georgia, on the corner
By the U-G-L-Y corner (yeah)
A-T-L-A-N
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,
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
dying to bet
You fellers know "I ain't the best"
Prove I'm lying if I ain't correct
They call me doc, I'll give
Your dog shots but, I ain't the vet
N I
dying to bet
You fellers know "I ain't the best"
Prove I'm lying if I ain't correct
They call me doc, I'll give
Your dog shots but, i ain't the vet
N I
if she's hurt, you're all dead I don't care
This nigga's gone mad
Fam ain't nobody scared
Hear what I'm sayin', where's my 100 bands g
It's all
chains u can Commit this life only parts of it that fit that gain
Of course of bitch n complain
That u can fix your pain
Man u better u fix u face
Little
make a nigga break down like a bucket
Nigga what, you ain't gonna what, hold up, (gun cocks) up it
Who fallin now, loga, tell me that
Who ballin
in cars n called for keys I sold for hella pounds
Back then she ain't want me on my momma but im so handsome now
My first gun was not a fuckin Glock I
that rose nigga that’s all me nigga Super trapper
First rapper with his own champagne his own rose nigga Hundred percent ain’t no Partnerships ain’t no
I seen the whole world turn into a war zone (what?)
Ain't no love in the city keep your vest on (that right)
Guns 'n Roses, "Welcome to the Jungle"
ya job, every day
And then you work so hard til ya hair turn gray
Let me tell you about life, and bout the way it is
You see we live by the gun, so
DJ Khaled
DJ Terror Squad
And he goes by the name of
You got the right one, it's Weezy fuckin' baby
And if your woman lookin', I'll let
get up n' change what we come to,
Hands up either way they gon' gun you.
Kids, moms, brothers, cousins, more,
Share the same beliefs 'n now they share
been a day
My niggas ain't playin', he smacked a nigga, took the gun out his hands
This shit not a joke, do you understand
That robbin', stealin',
Player hatin' ass motherfuckers man fuck that
Man put that shit out man
You ain't 'posed to be smokin' no motherfuckin' weed in court
(Man fuck
when I hit da door
Yell word on the street that you ain't got no hoes
'Cause see its sum'n like dis, sum'n you'll neva be
Grind everyday anyway sum'n
you ridin' in a Wraith
'Cause it's a stick up
Pay me what you owe me, that and then some
It's a stick up
Never dodge the smoke 'cause we got big guns
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