Lyrics:
a nigga queen, I don't play cards
Let me see your hands up like a gun in your face
Gimme her combination I'mma put my tongue in her safe
And if the time is
and make the green fall
We past seasons
Rose’ up in my right hand
The left be clutching the knots
Think I’m Killah Cam
Asked if she going suck it or not
right by the D, they need to free my nigga B
I ain't the type of person to be running from no beef
Those fucking guns are gonna be bursting
Somebody
***a found his recipe
Shooting my shots no gun on me
Glizzy brought lost of h**'s with me in the with me I see no n****'s that move like me
Let's go
She want
Up in the 4way Kept a 9 in my pocket
The whole dirty gang
Keep us sum rockets
Ain't going back n forth
We got it poppin
(Bow bow bow bow)
Me
I do this for my daughter she my silver rose
I don't do this for the drama or the ice n' gold
You working for commas I don't like to pause
Both feet
All must always, always go, with your first choice
Aye with your first voice–say
In your mind's sight, blind by the thirst to make it work
All these hoes gotta find one
Chase these bands till the night come
Take no chance im on strike one
Go no where without my gun
All these weird n
of lean
Now we are both alone
Our story is like Rocket Queen from Guns and Rose
Your ex is Steven Adler and I am Axel Rose
I want your moans to be in this
Hey yo Queens get the Money long time no cash
I'm caught up in the hustle when the guns go blast
The fool retaliated so I had to think fast
Pull
gun
We all could die today
I don't know a lot of things
But give me a lot of space
Gimme a lot of space
You don't gotta lie to me
I'm as real as they
breath, by the time I flip to the next flow
This sho' is real, this is the deal, guns I'm runnin
Gotta make it out of town to flip my {shit} and keep it
make a hater n*gga itchy
Can't hold me back , taking off like a rocket
Killing this sh*t ,blow it up like tsunami
I got the drip ,I pull up in versace
I
Or these ghetto fab queens
Already platlum in the streets
I even got them jail house niggas
Sendin' they cheese to me
Big Chan in japan
Bitch I'm over
betta come quick 'fo some niggaz come hatin', ya heard!!!
Before I get to burnin' ya, Slip-n-Slide turnin' ya
Queen can't be touched like hot potatoes
an a-hole, AK holes
Think face blows
And understand I'm talkin' money by the case loads
Gun off safety, I'm in safe mode
I will hold court until the case
The roses blooming from Bette the wind beneath my wings
The queen's heart worth a million to a club of kings
An iron man to these bitches they call
juxtaposing
Show up strapped to your funeral, thats guns n' roses
Queens nigga the herb smoke is a mandate
Red roses, brown leathers, and black guns
The green money and beige crack attract bums
Fiends fighting for that
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
and they f****** wraaaat
Crime, gangs, n***** and d**** it seem scary
N***** holdin' on guns long as a f****** hail Mary
And you know that they throw em' too
with wet matches and bottle rockets
While cop walkie talkies walk outside my apartment obnoxious
Tonight's special consists of stale fiber from shitty
Woo
Let's kick it
It's summer all year long
This scene in paradise
The stars are out in broad daylight
Melting the ice
Cali Queens n' sunscreen
Hot
Souf side, Souf side
Yea
Soufside, Soufside
Yea
This old man can't show no love(love)
Honeybun drum how I tout my gun(gun)
I don't take shots,
.jpg/300px-GNR_London_Stadium_2017_3_(cropped).jpg "Guns N' Roses")
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