Lyrics:
of growin
Express Yourself, was said by N.W.A.
So stop givin trouble a play
Because those who chose to oppose never rose they all froze
At thirty-two
Yeah, yeah what y'all wanna do?
What y'all wanna do? C-l, ip, s-e, n-e-r-d
What y'all wanna do?
My coke money's in cleaners
Give it a fresh rinse
and the clean roll
I went up for my shit n came down with mine
I Knew what was at steak when I had a dime
Everyone die but the gun undefeated
Pop at a nigga
a smile on me
Played with Guns n' Roses by the time that I was 23
Yes, there ain't no rock n' roller alive that was rock n' rollin' enough for me
Yeah,
Living in circles like we're dreaming
Here's Capt'n Tom, he's with the CIA
He keeps us safe and sound from foreign enemy
He sells them guns and bombs
got the Devil tap dancing on my shoulder, don't I?
Got them Angel wings on the Veneno Roadster, won't I?
Up the F&N like it's F'ing, I move
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
Mr. Rock
No B word or N word, I don't need those words (no)
Respect for hers
The game dried up, so we come with the grease
Leadin' ya right and treatin'
Mr. Rock
No be word or N word, I don't need those words
Respect for hers
The game dried up, so we come with the grease
Leadin' ya right and treatin' ya
tha blunt, steady trippin',
Sippin' on the concoction,
With tha gun cocktin'
Drum knockin', gotta get off
Bitches and killas in the front watchin'
Yea, that's my people's right there man
With blood over there? Yea, that's my people
Guns over there? Yea, that's my people
Every time they pass me
neighborhood
Not bad meanin' bad but bad meanin' good
Time flies by with the boomin' system
Shot by my head, I popped back and I missed 'em
So I kept
station, where you get your gas.
Then there's Dixie Rose Deluxe's,
Honky Tonk, Feed Store, Gun Shop, Used Car,
Beer, Bait, Barbecue, Barber Shop, Laundromat.
Song Title:
Officer
Mr Officer
Why did you point me your gun
You tell me say make I pull up
Tell me wetin I do wrong
Wozzaa!!
Why did you give
raspberry flavored ice tea
My G, kill him and take his ID
I'm a renegade like E-M-I-N-E-M and Ja-Y-Z
Bitch it's karate, it's Mr. Miyagi mixed with Issey
filet) Ah, ah-ah-ah
[Method Man]
We walking dogs, foot soldiers, fuck you all
Guns and roses, play the wall
The final curtain calls every day, all
barrel twist around
I am Mr. shoot 'em down
I leave hearts on the ground
My love is a weapon
And yes I use it well
Then I let the rose petals
fucking does it
I fuck Hillary Duff make it
Cheaper by the dozen
I don't mean to quote Drake, but I pop Rosé
Trey Songz ain't long I'm
The mortherfucking
Sippin N Leanin
By: B-Futuristic & tAllent
Chorus
Got the Candy paint drippin
Candy flippin N my visions twisted
Take another swig
Yeah im sippin
Here's a man the Sheriff watches.
On his gun there's more 'n twenty-seven notches.
On the draw there's no-one faster
and you're flirting with disaster
round Nigga I don't know why
My grandad told me nigga hold your own ground
Live by that till put me n the ground
Gotta stay solid stay ten toes down
You
spend the night I’ll send the Uber to yo front door
Did you eat?
If not I’ll make you tacos
Have the driver swing you by to Taco Bell to grab some hot
signin' off
I'm kickin' ass and takin' names
Late late late
Hook x4
[Layzie Bone]
She pulled the curtain
Fo' certain
We go'n leave these
the criminal behavior
I'm a gangsta with paper, and plus I got flavor
My identity by itself causes violence
I catch them without they badge and gun
.jpg/300px-GNR_London_Stadium_2017_3_(cropped).jpg "Guns N' Roses")
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