Lyrics:
Yo, I bust back out the back
Window of a black truck (yeah)
Semi-automatic gun tatted
Leave you fucked up (Motherfucker)
Back the truck up and put it
I Changed my name to backwood cuz im really smokin on opps
This gun fully automatic ion eva use no props
I get any drug i ne ed call the plug he open
(Spow) kiedyś ganiał mnie pies
Dzisiaj zdjęcie chce jak fan
(Spow, spow, spow, spow)
Loco, loco sinds jonge rS droggo en guns
Pełny klip, banana
Automatic
automatic gun sounds terrorize the whole town
Niggas don't suspect that I'ma hit 'em with some hot lead
Unloadin' my shit, makin' sure that they're all dead
the money's steady coming in
When I pull my phone out them bitches put they number in
Automatic guns you can call my niggas drummer men
And when they go
flirter
This is Nas, kid, you know how it runs
I'm waving automatic guns at nuns
Sticking up the preachers in the church, I'm a stone crook
Serial
[D-Reck:]
It's automatic gun fire, till they all expire
Of course they said they loved me, but they all was lies
Told me just give em a deal, now I tote
at the stars
All around is anger, automatic guns
Death in large numbers, no respect for woman, or our little ones
I tried talking to Jesus, but he just put me
Alabama
My body started shaking stamina breaking down
I screamed take me down they started laughing like clowns
I wish I had a 4 pound or any automatic gun
And hear the my youngest, let them around
Told them keep shooting no stopping
Unless you're gun jam
We got automatic big guns like call of duty
Keep it
at the stars
I like driving in my car
All around is anger automatic guns
It's death in large numbers no respect for women or our little ones
I tried talking
Semi automatic I do guns acrobatic I got tools like mechanics credit cards in the scanner
Semi automatic I do guns acrobatic I got tools like
Me and my niggaz is savage
We let chu have it
We Got guns
Automatic
I put racks ina mattress
Wrap it in plastic
Flip me a bricky
It's average
I had
Semi-automatic put the guns up (guns)
Danger where you go, you better lunge up
Same color car that you ride
Is what dem killers ride
Waiting for dem
I'm so tired of being passive
My gun automatic my arms gogo gadget
Bitch I ain't let you have it
They don't understand my tactics
I'm not living
like day one
When the problems came, she ain't run
She automatic like machine guns
She knows she could never leave Young
Seems like the more shit change
wanna see me fall
No i can't let it happen, i hadda make it happen
My guns automatic, my n***** With static
Ballin' like the mavericks, ass fat she
All I ever wanted was to have it
Making hits like guns, automatic
I don't waste time, rather spend it on a Patek
Way too lit, I ain't worried about
Midnight in the streets
Swerving potholes with the goons
In a foreign sipping addict
Red eyes Full Moon
Whip is automatic and the guns are too
Shawty
been making money, watch me double that
Yeah, why he talking tough when my guns automatic?
Yeah he better keep it quiet before this shit get tragic
They
macht „puh-puh-puh“ auf diese Orospus
Dieser Mert ist automatic Gun, keine Tesla
Bist du Fan, geb' ich Autogramm an deine Schwester
Weg da, Abu
chain cah I'm a winner (bling)
Automatic gun fire, lick a driller
Come on
Ice City boy run the CSB part of it
Free the team
Fick' Crips wir machen Blockparty in Offenbach City mit Boss Hafti
Vodka fließt, Kokain, Ott, Gras, Weed, Maroc, Hashish
Automatic-Guns an der
the city I come back on the,
Whatch you know about, gun
Fully automatic on a shoulder with straps on?
Extra projects
Who punks that jails the street for,
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