Lyrics:
gives a fuck where you from
Fuck you to I be the motherfucker totin the gun
With automatic triggers Chrome handles
Red lights to keep you sighted My shit
Are you looking for the truth or another fight?
If you're wanna give me what I want, then give it up tonight.
Freedom, and looking for the,
no drive-by's
We walked over
COB bandana tied to the end of the AR
Iller than they are, rhymes so sick
Give 'em the day off
This is the chaos, Nicolas
of the dead
Lover, when you feel that fire
Think of it as my desire
Think of it as my desire for you!
La, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la
and give up on you
And that's my sign to quit, quit, quit, and give up on you babe
More days passing by
And I just can't help to cry
Spreading pain inhumane
of this town, and out of LA."
She's got a gun, she's got a gun
She got a gun she call the lucky one
She left a note by the phone
Don't leave a message
don't want it, You gon' lose
I stay elevatin' like a soul
If don't give me mine
(If don't give me mine) shit a revelation
Killin' niggas by the genocide
clip
And quick
To be a soldier
By my shit
So nigga
Don't try no mo' shit
No ho shit
'cause when I was broke
Nigga didn't give a fuck
y'all gon' fuck around and make us all go crazy
Say...
[Verse 1]
Yo
I roll wit niggas that blow 'dro and blow holes in yo torso
Deveras, mama, te digo la
fi bring back di shoes
In this last days, gun shot ah blaze
Best friend will kill yuh fi ah box ah food
(Krueshef)
Hos-pital street, LA Grange ah my
comme Biggie, je veux tous les évincer
G'Z UP c'est comme un drive-by
Je fais ce qu'il faut pour que la galère ne m'entrave pas
Fleur du Roi, comme les
Gun spots NY gunshots
Gun spots LA gunshots
Gun spots Houston gunshots
Gun spots Chi-town gunshots
Blocks are prone to crime killers are
ones
So I collect guns!
So step right through if you're down for the wrong move
Most crews are moved by my twelve gauge boom!
How can I love when I
where the bangers get caught
Hid the gun in the trees, arrest me by the court
I just wanna smoke weed and sip lean by the quart, for real
Good weed, I
wanted to go
You gave me no reason
You gave me no warning
But I was with you,
Right by your side
Give me the strength, so I can help you
And I can
wanted to go
You gave me no reason
You gave me no warning
But I was with you,
Right by your side
Give me the strength, so I can help you
And I can
love me like muh gun
You always Dey by my side
& all we do Ah Fuck fi fun
Because Ah just fi Ah while
For now mi give you muh time
Know da Pussy Ah mine
the homies
But like Sting was waving his ding-a-ling
We keep getting fucked by the Police
Ay, this a revolution season
But it takes a village and machine guns
mami ma fi a ta gun gun se la
Devil is a lie
Na time e go take I will surely take what is mine
Baba fa mi lowo soke I don tire for this lowkey
Na you
bulletes
To Shoot a white kid in the head
Then give him my guns and shoot My self instead
So when the cops come in I'll say He that he was the one
Cuz
There will be no flags to warn me, no
'Cause I just wanna be myself
You may telephone in by a ouija
Is there any advice that you could give?
When
step
While I got my gun in my pants call it the hammer dance
Uh, bitches dancing on a nigga when they feel the gun
I tell 'em we doing the hammer
bring you flowers and things
Help pass your time
We'll give him eagle's wings
Then he can fly to you
Fa la la la la la
Fa la la la la
Fa la la la la la
Bullet numbers
Cop some guns, fully loaded, small tech
Give you a leverage, hate kill by itself
Praying on my downfall, aim is the mansion
Condo with
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