Lyrics:
and then I make that n***a move right out
Smokin' on yo' mans, damn, he got me im like super high
Fuckin' on yo' bitch and she fuck me because I'm super fly
This is not beef, this is rap, homie
I don't have a scratch on me,
Ya feel Jay's soft, ya rip Jay off,
Damn, I'm only worth over a hundred million,
Look,
us something?
Not that I'll be listening
Roses N Guns when we're kissing
Take me
Pick the parts you like
I'm your snowdrop
More or less white
I know
(Clutch)
These n****s been sleeping on me
(They what)
These n****s been sleeping on me
(Damn)
Hold up Hold up Hold up Hold up
These n****s been sleeping
on'n'n'on'n'on on'n'on,
The beat don't stop until the break of dawn
I said M-A-S, T-E-R, a G with a double E,
I said I go by the unforgettable name
Of the man
? Better hit me or one day . Fire! Here I come,
come. And you don't want to see. We like that [that], 'cause everybody pack guns, but Bone go pap pap.
from da aye, don't give a damn what cha say
I'ma east side nigga, I can get it eitha way
So, see ya when i see ya, gon' head I'm on a mission
So, fuck
Bloody summer, Blood nights
Ain't no gun shots warnings
Ain't no tears, Just revenge
Ain't no fucking morning
Spring clean these Fuck N
the bush and just get to the point (slam)
You wanna be me, I know what you want
But you ain't gotta pull no publicity stunt (nah)
Live by the gun then you
Die by the bullet when they live by the gun
Why I always gotta roll with a face on my shirt
Gotta keep it on me they ain’t taking me first
Why my niggas
light of my death
Y'all been all happy-go-lucky, bunch of sambos
Call me "God's Son", with my pants low
I don't die slow, put them rags up like Petey
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
you invisible
Down nigga (down nigga)
Bow before me!
Do I needs guns for you?
Bitch please!
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
I don't need no guns
Ha ha ha ha ha
I'm Khadafi
Rolling in a six-tre jalopy
They want to give me ten in the pen cause I'm smelling like Hen
My skin is my sin
My S-K-I-N is my S-I-N
And when I see you, I'ma 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
Yo
I'm the N
Rose Gold toes while she chilling in the bed
White sheets white fur got me like damn
Way she talkin got me feelin so official
Way she talkin got me
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
bought us head
What ya get behind the mic and just said
The people already know I must say it!
[Chorus]
You damn right
These n****s don't have
right)
Guns 'n Roses, "Welcome to the Jungle"
On the flip side (ay) she shakin' her back side (shake it for me)
That's the only way tuition gon' come
fuck with me
cause I'm down with southpark
S-S-S-S-O-U-T-H yeah Parkway, don't play damn damn day
Get your shit straight test us and we test you shit
Wait till I get my gun
Wait till I get my gun
Wait till I get my gun
Anybody else want to negotiate?
In the beginning I was humble
I don’t give a fuck
Semi's
Automatics N Shotguns Galoore
If U Fuck Wit Me Make Sure Your Ready
N Prepare For War
I Got A Hard Life 50 And A Gun Big As Biggy
Some Old Heads
the slums that don't change nothin
Yeah I'm Priscilla's son came up slangin somethin
& its F.A.M.G. if we bangin somethin
Rackets on me nigga run n tell dat
and my gun can kill an elephant (well, damn)
I feel like a president, do side deals like Joe Biden's son (Joe Biden)
Don't play me, play with your kids,
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