Lyrics:
P.J., no Rose from me ho, so don't even pour it
Specs on Tom Ford, button-down Michael Kors
Always on like the refrigerator, I'm plugged in, ho, you
combat, there ain't no comeback
You're tryin to get with me but you don't know where I'm at
Cause in this world there's no bombs or guns
Just
your year's gonna come
You didn't live by the pipe or the gun to be like me
Waitin for my turn to burn
and get a million-five, and a tax return
that be
Get in the rhythm and follow a rhythm
I beat up a beat I be killin' em'
Villain em' save a civilian makin' a million
Thats how it begins
Under
locked and loaded
Guns and roses
In the land of the free restless in the night
Fight for your rights we the people unite
Tracked by satellite ultraviolet
Woke up this mornin', (yeah)
You got yo'self a gun (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Got yo'self a gun
Yo, I'm livin' in this time behind enemy lines
So...
I got
I was born to be a soldier!
[Chorus: x4]
[Fiend]
Bringin bags and weed
Lil Fiend live by the soldiers creed
Of broken no seed in the botton
Didn't know by now better ask around town that I keep one rolled like a one wheeled scooter
Lanky ass n***a with the stanky pack, n***a
Murder horoscopes,
'm begging for your pardon
Please take me back in the morning!
Oh, these are the roses
I picked them from your garden
I'm begging for your pardon
Please take
thing I know you were in my
T-shirt right there
Your hair messed up like a Guns-N-Roses video
Ooh ooh so hot
Still got it up in my head, you were
thing I know you were in my
T-shirt right there
Your hair messed up like a Guns N' Roses video
Ooh ooh so hot
Still got it up in my head, you were
Out in the West Texas town of El Paso I fell in love with a Mexican girl
Nighttime would find me in Rose's Cantina
Music would play and Felina
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
seen a killer, dressed in a trench coat,
sold over a hundred pounds? Rollin', downin' a fifth of Rose when I stroll, and who want to fuck with me now?
children a day die from a gunshot wound in the U.S.
A million violent gun crimes are committed by 18 to 20 year olds
With homicide being the leading cause
Let it be prophesized; n****s'll die because ya crew's goon
Around the way n****s get murdered by the full moon
Heard it in whispered tones
N
Bitch we the business, hundred million dollars
In this world with my Tommy gun
Banana clip the red rum
100 millions dollars, put my life down for my
Bitch we the business, hundred million dollars
In this world with my Tommy gun
Banana clip the red rum
100 millions dollars, put my life down for my
I'm bored I'm really really bored
cir condition TV in my feeding tube RV
Walmart coupon, app of Costco, always texting me
Its free, it's free, it's
lookin' over, at me
She wanna turn up
I can tell by the look in her face
That she ain't happy with you, n****
And I can bet that I'm gon' get her
And I
run it up
Losses aint working my nerves out
We was in the trap guns in the wall
I ain't really have nobody to call
Niggaz left me i was taking a fall
If you wanna shake sum I’ll send you the location
Dead prezis raising out the womb they kno the undertaker
Dirty games call the mobs got guns and roses
lungs
Been back 3 weeks now they speaking in tongues
Your lil bro mad cause he move like my son
So buy him a shrink or go buy him a gun
I don't give
in again)
I keep guns in my body by my liver (Facts)
Cold hearted nigga
In the winter I hardly shiver
We don’t do a lot ‘cause
Them cars they get
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