Lyrics:
done
And we're back out on the run
Fun how ev'rything was roses
When we held on to the guns
Just because you're winnin'
Don't mean you're the lucky ones
Ninja Nicki, where Ninja Man?
I don't need a hundred niggas, lil' bitch, me soon come
Dripped in YSL, one thug and one gun
These bitches gon' bow down
the jitters the hard hitters
No quitters your soul quivers
When you see the gats blazing, get out the street now
There ain't no use for you begging to turn
you see me turn your head, I don't like you all that much
I got guns and roses in my head, so bang yours to the drums
I got
Guns and roses in my head,
you really need 'em?
When I was locked up in the county, I ain't even see 'em
I'm by my lonely, lonely
What happen to the bitches and the party?
chest
She gotta rose tattooed on her thigh
Dead men raise and sigh
It drives my young blood wild
My baby's got the Cadillac walk
The Cadillac walk
Did you hear me preaching
I'm not speaking to you
Yet here you are, guns blazing
You were born by something new
I can hear you screaming
I'm in
shooting and laughing
My ratchet blast on top of you bastards
Committing sins in Cincinnati
We'll drive by in all black caddy's
A 21 gun salute
Your
call me man
Bitch dog muthaf-cker, you's a Pomeranian
They say f-ck me, then Karma came
And since my case, I got my guns in my momma name
And since my
By my post, I'm standing guard
Baby hopes for roses in the front yard
I don't know my enemy's name
Baby takes the little one to a
Baseball game
burns like a blazing sun
With steel and fire we'll become as one
Warriors of the galaxy, we stand tall
Bound by honor we heed the call
In
the ganja plants
Smif-N-Wessun, generals of the Boot Camp
(Bucktown) home of the original gun-clappers
(Bucktown) home of the original gun
to be next
He got a family to protect
So just last week he bought himself a gun.
[Chorus]
Everybody got a pistol, everybody got a 45
not the back, when there's beef I attack
Grab the guns and start lighting
Ya'll the bitch niggers behind cars scared to death
like "yo, who fighting?"
it ain't nothing but gun play Its 187 on a motherfucking hook niggas out of bounds should have shook we banging by the book got shot in the neck trying
a revolver
My sex is a killer
Do you wanna die happy?
Do you wanna die happy?
I let it bang, bang
You've been hit by a smooth criminal
A bad girl
I
song by Guns N' Roses
I dunno
But I give in
the location
Dead prezis raising out the womb they kno the undertaker
Dirty games call the mobs got guns and roses
Guns and roses
Guns and roses
It’s a dirty
Yo I rose early mornin, spread my wings yawnin
Vague memory of last night now it's all dawnin
Look down and see dry blood all on my garment
It
Let me take you through my hood where I was born and raised
Where niggas tote semi-automatics, busting them K's
Heavy guns and dope funds and raids
wicked Felina, the girl that I loved
So in anger I challenged his right for the love of this maiden
Down went his hand for the gun that he wore
My
Mother and Father, both proud of the daughter
That heaven had sent them, Feleena was this baby's name.
When she was seventeen, bothered by crazy dreams
(Honorable C N.O.T.E.)
Go
Trap god, started this trap shit, you need to thank me (yeah)
Lil' knucklehead sun valley youngster, mama tried
one, gun by my side as I mob through the beach
On a mission and I'm fishin' for my DJ Warren G
Now I as I look for the bud sack
And see where my loves
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