Lyrics:
You Already know this
I'm Lincoln's brave n boldest
Yeah The chosen one
The golden child reloaded
Guns and Roses
Guns and Roses
Guns and Roses
Bout
Kicking in doors, f*** with my conscience
All of my dawgs yeah they real
Cannot fake 'em
Used to buy guns off the street
Now I make 'em
I trick a n**** just
Why you look confused motherf***er? This is war
Yeah n****, uh, yeah n****
Yeah n****, uh, yeah n****, uh
Yeah n****
Bust my gun all by myself
fuck it several
Fucking bitches by the several
Chains on a N***as shinning
Pedal to to the metal
Diamonds on me bezeled
Fuck ex it's settled
Game
this statement
It's not about East or West
It's about n****z and b****es
Power and money, riders and punks
Which side are you on?
Gun c***ed, six
I listened to "Patience" by Guns N Roses
I listened to "Patience" by Guns N Roses
Nothing's forever I forecast then foreclose
An illusion what I'm
bust my gun
I bust my money gun gun
Roll the spliff up light it up
Back to back shots pouring Henny in my cup uh?
Whats the fun, if you ain't drinking by
where i sleep, now give me my key
[Verse 8: N.O.R.E.]
New York get the blood money, dirty cash still sweet
We will blackwall street by the swapmeet with
lunchtime
So here we go, we in the inner city
I keep my hand on my gat and stay cool, my attitude is s***ty
N****z don't like me 'cause I'm makin' ends
reapin up, and no keeping up with the Jonses
Long live P.E. and ban Guns'n'Roses
New Kids on the Block, stick to pop
No more making black songs, wack songs
Uh, uh, uh, huh
Clipse
(Clipse)
Exclusive shit
(Exclusive shit)
Yeah, who
Guns n' roses mafia proses
Briefcase money, hot cars, and hot clothes
This
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
the attitude; I say f*** being humble
You act like a animal; you stuck in the jungle
N****s don't care if I'm poor or rich
So I don't care about these n
I'm bringin' more than that four-by-four
Watch me dispose of all y'all
Y'all fraud a** n****s
Tape me reboard a** n****s
Gun bigger than sword a**
Life is passing by
Cruising at the speed of light
To most its Live and let live
To some it's live and let die
I'll bring the guns and Roses
Like
flood
To save the lager from the guns and spillage of blood
See the English roses spreadin' through the land, but there's a wag-'n-bietjie thorn in
had to take May off
I been going through mayday and liftoff
Bad attitude but her lips soft
I feel like Denzel Curry meeting Rick Ross
Young crazy nigga
west coast we the ogz
original gangsta nigga like 6 n da morning police at my door
and niggaz n the dope spot with guns and triggaz
the battle ram
west coast we the ogz
original gangsta nigga like 6 n da morning police at my door
and niggaz n the dope spot with guns and triggaz
the battle ram
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,
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
the concrete
That a rose had arose
Good girls stop being good
When I turn 'em into hoes
Dreams stop being dreams when I
Turn 'em into goals
Hallelujah gotta
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
honest
You gotta attitude like geodude
But keep me onix
Be my ride to rip
N neva split from womb 2 coffin
So if ya foot fits the shoe
Then this tune is
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