B.B. Gun
Young Gunz, Beanie Sigel, Peedi Crakk, Oschino
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Yeah, Young Gunnaz, State, State State Prop Chain Gang Yeah, Chad West on the track Sigel, Neef Buck, Peedi Crack, O and Sparks Freeweezy yea State Prop Boys back in town Backblock boys, pop boys, back you down I ask is it me, or is it really them Yea I'm young But y'all ain't never gonna big Willy hum North Philly, hum keep a big milli hum Them ain't never been soft, naw dog Y'all really them niggas that be mouthing off Never really got in shit Actin' like you shot the shit But hesitate to pop it off When it's on, y'all be gone C grip the pistol, drawn Hittin' till them niggas gone Word till my niggas gone This ain't just a song This is real shit we live Niggas will get ya kids Hurry niggas switch your homes Don't forget ya pistol, home What the f*ck you buy it for To catch a fucking body or to Show up for them bitches drawling Actin' all big and buff Niggas ain't really tough Humble, but he might just be the First to call you niggas bluff Have you niggas shittin' puss Bleedin' through the ass C'll seize a nigga fast hit you bitches up PC: We want We want the kid that shot that BB gun YC: Oh yea niggas wanna get on I Got some niggas in my click YC: That'll make your motherfuckin jaws tight PC: We want We want the kid that shot that BB gun YC: Oh what niggas want to get on thats Right I got some niggas in click YC: That'll hit yall motherfuckas all night Whoo whoop Bucky yo, bang bang here we go Naw this ain't radio load up ya gun music Don't pull it if you ain't gonna use it Don't tempt me nigga, I'm gonna shoot it Trust nigga You gonna come up missing about mine Thirty shot MP5, spit out nines All hollows in ya gut So you holla when it cuts Let off a dime, then I calm 20 shots'll follow up You'll be sparking like a dutch Keep the shit up on a hush Out on bail, fresh outta jail Two cases, I got to fight nigga They sent me down try to right niggas They want me up north Stressing with them White niggas Getting husky, f*ck it let twelve judge me Got to keep it on me daily If you got some beef you smell me Listen what you niggas tell me Come out naked so I can be in the spittle Doc pumping I'm wetted But I'mma be both these fuckas Give me a second PC: We want We want the kid that shot that BB gun YC: Oh yea niggas wanna get on I Got some niggas in my click YC: That'll make your motherfuckin jaws tight PC: We want We want the kid that shot that BB gun YC: Oh what niggas want to get on thats Right I got some niggas in click YC: That'll hit yall motherfuckas all night Sig want Sig want you bitch Niggas still pumping you guns Like pump pellets won't puncture your lungs Get your toes tagged who wanna slow drag Dance with the devil who wanna play Freeze tag with the metal And you it's like a virus my whole crew sick I'm the truth in the booth With my all blue kicks But tell me why you mad dude Like Big Old skit's mitts Yea they call me that throwback kid Cause that colt four fifth put Big holes and shit And you know I keep my ruger near My back pocket keep the two shot there Line up who wanna see if 2Pac dead You'll knocked out ya tube socks yea Get your wing tell me thing 2Pac said Until the STOP you niggas not PAC You not MY State Prop mothefucka and PC: We want We want the kid that shot that BB gun YC: Oh yea niggas wanna get on I Got some niggas in my click YC: That'll make your motherfuckin jaws tight PC: We want We want the kid that shot that BB gun YC: Oh what niggas want to get on thats Right I got some niggas in click YC: That'll hit yall motherfuckas all night Oschino, nigga, SP we want we want That boy in the Porsche with The top in the trunk Oschino long like joker clip all hanging out Money over bitches what this SP gang about Bought it like brotha man gas like son of Sam One through your face leave your Stretched like a rubber band You wouldn't understand you don't want it fam The MC with the hammer have yall Niggas do the running man Born in the ghetto straight form the projects Game like LeBron James but no Nike contract Pitbull red nose six hundred all Gold marshland all froze Low top red holes red shoe Strings no socks on Mr matinee be moving that popcorn Yall niggas should stop drawing Your oil paintings stink While we in the kitchen cookin Oils till they stink PC: We want We want the kid that shot that BB gun YC: Oh yea niggas wanna get on I Got some niggas in my click YC: That'll make your motherfuckin jaws tight PC: We want We want the kid that shot that BB gun YC: Oh what niggas want to get on thats Right I got some niggas in click YC: That'll hit yall motherfuckas all night YC: Chitty bang bang all I see In the ghetto is thangs bang YC: Bitches getting drunk and wetted And settle for gang bang YC: Bitch niggas live for what They copy and never yC: Is it just me or Do you agree things change YC: Yeayoung Gunnaschris and Neef YC: It's our summer, O and Sparks YC: Peedi Crakk, Freeweezy, B sig YC: Holla at ya boys yea We doing big things nigga YC: State Prop clothing, cartoons, movies Yall niggas know yC: F*ck yall wanna do YC: Young Gunnas niggachris and Neef YC: Get it right nigga pC: We want We want the kid that shot that BB gun
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Written by: CHAD HAMILTON, CHRISTOPHER RIES, DWIGHT GRANT, HANIF MUHAMMAD, PEDRO LUIS ZAYAS, RYAN PRESSON, UMAR SAEED ALWAN
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