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a law
Shoot'n ma shots like an automatic gun
Wield'n, root'n-toot'n
Tutti-frutti
Truly, purely
Like Afghanistan
Shady like I'm Batman
Broke my damn hand

ay fella
you aint wanna get hit with the AK AK 47 47
it have you battlin guns and roses
roses and dresses
funeral settins
blessins
ay man
you see em

(Aint scared of nun n****a,
Platinum, Prezzy
This a P right here)

My n****s really killers
My n****s really on it
My n****s got more guns then the whole

They brought guns, I brought roses to the mosh pit (to the mosh pit)
I don't fuck with Britney she too toxic (she too toxic)
I was off that Whitney, no

sleep anymore

All of the apples ripe in the Fall
She dipped one in poison bad to the core
Sparking a fire burning green
The woman in the dark looked like

the drug spot, but they interrupted by a gunshot
It's a couple n***** and they spun blocks, you can guess they be looking like some blood clots
Bad bitch

*gga
Beat ahh n*gga in the club up
Beat ahh n*gga
Snatch a n*gga left his tongue out
Beat ahh n*gga
I aint even bring the guns out
Beat ahh n*gga
I told D-Von

Gunplay

Rick Ross

Deeper Than Rap [Deluxe Edition CD/DVD]

2009

bitches who clippin' your dick off
I'm a boss champagne with the steak
Pink rose jay sittin' ace by tha case
Brisco line to young nigga what it do
He

can't be like Alev, Loizjay and Arhan
So pick up that knife
Pull out that gun draw your sword n fight
They're gonna walk up to you fakin' smiles
Blow off

I’m sorry George Floyd got killed, I kneel
But I don’t feel white guilt, that’s real
Had guns in my face a bunch, by cops
Had my face slammed off my

n they try and fuck it
Niggas see a bad bitch ask her if she suck dick
Straight to the point i aint never try n front shit
Nigga tryna akt tough when

the time
Whole time it's me I killed
And my trigga fingaz itchin
Got that glizzy in the mixin n
Strum the trigga it get wicked
How you hold that gun that

All these hoes gotta find one
Chase these bands till the night come
Take no chance im on strike one
Go no where without my gun 

All these weird n

Did you hear that shit?
Yo, that shit was hard
Baby
Baby
I give you bankrolls, chains in rose gold and for your fragrance
Lavender, white wine, have

Adam and (Eve)n if you weren't focused on magic she worked on you like hocus pocus
Maybe you'd notice the apple was poison
You had your chance, you ain't

pussy)

Don't stop pop it for a real n****r 
Show me you a bad bitch
With your Fanta botle slim figure
Girl you so outstanding 
Dancing in that hilfigure

Life caught me in a brand new perc
Been down bad and it kept getting worse
So I thank God every time I rose
Need my cash ASAP like Ferg
Pop it up
Lotta

Uh yeah

Talk to my bitch you get clapped down
Pussy gon run when da gun sound
Fuck Apple Watch need a bust down
Look in my bank at the cash count

Wu Banga 101 (feat. CappaDonna, GZA, Masta Killa a...

Ghostface Killah

Supreme Clientele Instrumentals

2000

the hood
Bless the kid that max the most
Me I turn a wedding into hoax
Roses tied to bombs on posts
On commercial breaks, piss in the apple juice
Rasta nigga

Apple don't fall far from the tree 
You don't want to water your plants with gasoline
No you don't, No you don't, 
No you don't wanna have a bad apple
No

a Now n later
Built a brand, thats my name, need a Educator
Whitest dude, broadest band, does That irritate ya
Cute as fuck, whitest teeth, homie he Gun

B.G.)

Boy, picture me com'n, shining my motherfuckin ass off

Nigga I'm com'n in a Ram on 19's
I don't want for nothin, livin the million dollar

Dangés hantés par mes tags
Mais faut pas s'faire d'illusion
Moi, j'ai mes cartes et mes classiques
Mes vrais gars, pas des bad bitches
Qui parfois filent

Let me show you how it's done
Imma break it down for you
You think you got all that fun
Imma take it down for you
You run when I get the gun
Imma