Lyrics:
niggers even stay that's why we pour a liquor for the grief of dead, we miss you
The will receive guns'n'roses, and from me you need a bunch of roses
as me
Keep my glock on me gone send sum shots you try to plot on me
Choppa on the floor right by my feet it's seen a lot of things
Come through yo lil
was soft I think its better to run then to hit him in the
Head wit the gun ima veteran son I ain't type the squeeze beretta for fun I'm not dumb I do
That Clique
N*ggas actin like they getting pay cheques problem is they ain't getting sh*t
My rap a hobby n*gga
You do it for molly n*gga
Ask Jocker for
Girls want to have fun
F
U
N
D
She play like she a nun
Still f u an me
When she be getting some
Wet as the sea
But when she getting none
Then it's f
I got some killers so don't push me
Juicy J be on some mob shit
Waitin' by your door step hot in the bullshit
If it comes down to it ain't no thang
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
ride till it's over
But we far from over
Long live all my fallen soldiers
Straight up out the projects ima young n****
We go wildin' just for fun my
Yeah, fuck all that sad shit, man, we gettin' straight into it, you hear me
Yeah, yeah
KD a day, a place to stay
Pull up in a rose then hopped in
[FO' CLIPS]
Crippin' ain't easy - in the city
(Crippin' - in the city)
But it's fun, yeah
(It's fun - It's fun)
Crippin' ain't easy - in
[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
and it’s jerry
Cruisin’ down the street like I’m Ed, Edd n Eddy
(Mac, Mac, Mac, Mac)
I was cruisin’ down the street by my lonely
Nobody really knows me
They
to quit like Rule
So go head and try it, see it just don't match
And ya man hate me, 'cause why'all just don't match
Got my gun on me, and I could walk
the sky
Red roses by ya side
Red roses by ya side
Somebody dying tonight
Somebody dying tonight
I keep that glick by my side
Them niggas ain't cut like I
I
gold
Got it decorated all over my household
N hate me so much, I can see all the envy
Hypnotized by that rose gold on the wheels of my Bentley
N don't
dem life and di street wisdom
Some ah dem chat fi di money, some chat fi pum pum
Some ah chat righteousness but dem ah live by di gun
Well I man ah
Project mafia
Yea
Ah
Yea
Hot
Want hop out aventador
Ain't tripping of n*****
I passed I get It u mad la boy
My life is to real what I'm cappin for
and dangerous
Ain't too many can bang with us
Straight up weed no angel
Dust, label us notorious. Thug ass niggas that love to bust, its strange to us
Y'all
you can die by the gun
Boy, you stupid, this shit ain't for fun
Selling crack, gotta carry a gun
swear to God, I'm a motherfucking menace
In her mouth
of them we ain't even
Whaat
Watching YouTube
You think its all fun
Nah Its real slumbs
Nah its real guns
Watching YouTube
You think its all games
Nah we
the b**** up put the gangsta twist on
Her sunny southern cal it never snows
N****s yellin' ha's and ho's we dumpin' out of 64's
When it comes to the gun
can go too far if you wanna get crushed
Bro p's in the tuck non clue for the nudge
Guns n roses na na naw
Guns n hoes po po pow new jewels co co copped
more money
So I had to switch It Im rapping
But Ian like these rappers
N***** buy guns and ain't active
Rap about It they actors
I put fear In n
Gold
Steady fighting through pain, D-Rose
Don't want see me attacking the goal
Is to get it and turn up hoes
Everyday gotta stack it some more
And invest
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