Lyrics:
a whistle recruiter that's still in school
But don't judge a person and their issues
Or you'll be the one to get a bullet put in you by guns
That are
Air forces im stumping
Reach for my chain we jumping
retro 12 that jump man
My bitch keep making up assumptions
Strapped up im a gun man
How the blind
console cuz eye see the haters at my frontal lobe
Eye get dough Ima get a hudred of dat a hundred or moe Im blounted for sho
Im runnin the show my gun is
the jury for the trail
I Heard rumors bout my dawg but i was in denial (In denial)
It's Pure Exoticss for the win that's what the fuck it is
We Take them
get for not minding your business
Hit him in the leg since he down there bitching Yea
Now walk bitch to many niggas guarding they gun and all they do
(Davion where the base at)
I den came a long way from the slums my nigga
Niggas totin fuckin drums they got guns my nigga
All I want is fuckin family
trees
Polluting their skies
They love to disagree
Too ugly inside
I pull out ray guns
They just fry
I think I’m in love with this life
I love when I’m
lame niggas, don't know who you are
A C A B ACAB It's fuck 12 I said it's up lil bitch
Niggas be pussy actin like they real
You fuckin with 12 nigga
are shaking the room
In just a few hours you're gonna feel the burn
All of the goons are checking their guns at the door
A solid wall of sound is
The shot-gun kicked, and it murdered motherfuckers
I told you last album
When I got a sawed off, bodies are hauled off
Its a shame, that niggas die young
But
The shot-gun kicked, and it murdered motherfuckers
I told you last album
When I got a sawed off, bodies are hauled off
Its a shame, that niggas die young
But
can write
By the light of a miller light sign
And I'm so alive
I like the (Night life)
That's right (Prize Fight) it's on tonight
But I'm hunting for
standin'
A reflex made me grab a cannon out a dyin' man's hand
Then I noticed that a car was runnin'
Sack of guns on the floor plus unmarked bills by
are you down for me?
Cause I do not play about loyalty
Girl you so fine love it when you wear those jeans (Mmmhmm)
Girl of my dreams let's book a flight
you go?
What time are you expected
Did you leave a note
Telling where you might be by now
By now, by now, by now
Window open wide
Blowing
aye
Take a trip up out of town for me
Bust it down or would you get it off the ground for me aye
Yaaaeee all I got is one question
Are you gonna hold
might have just been a delusion
But I thought I heard him say
Something like "Artists are pussies"
Then he climbed back up and ran away
So I lay there in
Look
Wassup with these niggas
Some
Is in
The air
A son
Can't fuck with these niggas
In guns I trust
Pick up a 9 and bust
It's up with these niggas
stick to your guns
Manipulation by twisting the words used for separation
To build up your heard
We are the broken, we are the broken, we are the broken
ass beaten by a nigga in a dress, you are a pussy (yeah I don't credit them because I forget)
Okay! I'm posted up on O Block, got Hello Kitty on my
Bomb ass pussy
Bomb, oh, you got that bomb, know you got it
Bomb, oh, you got some bomb-ass pussy
Bomb, I know you got that bomb, bomb pussy
[Hook:]
Put your guns up!
Oh, the fun's up!
Government official, your run's up!
(WAR) I'm ready for it
(ARMS) Baretta foreign
(BARS) And metaphors
(ARE) You
the weekend, time for me to take a revenge
Bake up my heater and take all my cleavers, grave 'em in sand
Haters are bicker and they seem to cheat on my fucking
is my disease
I provide alot for motherfuckas that dont ride by me
Organize my ties 5 double 0 those are my guys indeed
We could shoot it out live
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