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her shot ima fuck on her friend Baby this RUNTZ ain't no regular weed If You wanna smoke then you gotta pay me Or go get regular nigga for free
service of the law Coming for him All through the night Moon or shine They've got their sight On the man who'd be The law's dinner You don't hire A saint
down, I'm probably gon' die I know, I know, big guns sell dope Eddie Kane's little bro, hundred k, one whip, hah Open Eddie Kane for hire Been tryna
to roll Gangster for life Gangster for life Guns (check), girls (check) Come on, we ain't done yet (uh) Got a lot to handle We ain't takin' over
I don't wish death on anybody, except for the opps who they play with us, they could get shot and that shit go for anybody Said it's murder for hire
now I'm so grown up I don't got one gun army, got a slum on me To hire a gun army, get you spun like laundry And I'll be somewhere under palm trees,
now I'm so grown up I don't got one gun army, got a slum on me To hire a gun army, get you spun like laundry And I'll be somewhere under palm trees,
a fresh feel for the bar. Lines drawn of jellyfish caviar, Saying: "Want to jam?" [Chorus] I don't like throwing Parties like that, But I love
yeah, yeah son) I know you don't want to hear it man But, hey, man, wait, hold up loc you got company man (where's my guns?) When I'm ridin'
wearing big dreams, drinking tylenol We’re the outliers, when a gun fires, we put ammunition on the pedistal We ain’t perfect either, ain’t nobody hire us
out here for hire Throwing up blood til the world expires Nigga's lost and it turned out Ain't got no direction and don't know which way to go
and it came with the gun He gonna keep talking, we shooting for fun We gonna keep working, the job getting done I got a whip with the bloody red guts Yeah
my desire When my grandkids are born, them... can retire So if I'm king Louie, Sammoth's Mowgli for hire Better talk to me man cub and gimme that fire
as LeBron James You say I'm bad, well I say you're ass I got a gun that can shoot fast It's a Glock 18, and it's waiting for you This is an album and it's
resist, why you fire at me? Why you gotta fire at me? I ain't got a gun, why you fire at me? Fire at me, devour me, I know you wanna hire me To be apart
the den Listen, a killa for hire, expert Don't talk, only point out of work Smart move, nigga, ready to skirt Ain't no jam, prepare yourself, cause this
from sambisa She cut my liver Hire killer She be hire killer gan Bam bam bima Straight from sambisa She cut my liver Hire killer She be hire killer gan
nines, Bleek for hire Your crew murderize, see the guns that I'm bringin In an all out battle, Bleek come out swingin' Memph the type of nigga that'll
[Chorus] Fi di world fi run better We affi send a prayer Bombs and guns, a weh some rich bwoy a hire Babes having babies and son a shot copper
He gone hear a gun sound Lean Lean Lean Lean Lean Uh Yeah Look Feelin like Im finna die Tryna put niggas on Told the feinds cop slow Cuz the dope too
patterns, me on my way to Saturn wit a bomb Numb be it view, or Saudi Shawty I figure before the first gun blast, they know who gone win Now won't that make
If you are feeling low Sitting there by the fire I'll be your Santa for hire I'll help to keep you warm Fulfill all your desires I'll be your Santa
gone. Because life on a steady Dey shoot me-gun You want fight me I Dey for e throne I no stand alone E pack e grace e put dem for my bone. Na you
I know, big guns sell dope Eddie Kane's little bro, hundred k, one whip Hah Open Eddie Kane for hire Been tryna get rich for hours Nights like this I
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