Lyrics:
die by these times
Not tryna fire up the, gat, but
Yeah I got a weapon, nerf gun
Work done, flirty with the girls, babes waves let me surf one
Most
that mind switch
Punch on a nigga for Lil' Ben, his muscles full of them risers
Dump died with a FN, his gun was still in his pocket
Live by lord,
em amazed so many ways
Still the same dead guy from back in them days
Ugh Out on my turf
so serene is the scene
Without all them shysty deals
An them
to pursue
And talk about your star back
Tarkenton (21) can scramble some, too
But anyone can see my new celebrity is you
You need a pair to give an air
and rich, for what?
I'm the illest music artist at 21
Rappin' in my mom's apartment and rippin' you punks
I am no new booty to the music
And I'm handlin'
du Kinderschänder bish - Till Lindemann
Bin uf de Street, han ih beidne Händ Gun
Und senk din Bodyweight um 21 Gramm
Die by the Gun
Drive By's bi
caution, I'm like a blaze
That's roared for days
All that gaze are amazed
Dazed by the force that they just witnessed
Master, is the title to fit
Man, don't you know that I'm loco?
I was chillin' right around my way
21st, east side of the Beach
This motherfucker ran up on me
Talkin' shit
a thousand deaths, a real nigga dies but one
21 gun salute out of the top of your drop top coupe
I know a lot of niggas gon' hate to see this
Yeah I wish Shake
If its war we troop
Run up we shoot
Ey 21 gun salute yeah
Ey shorty can't be my boo
Yeah you cool but I can't get witchu nah nah
Ey I can't be led
legends
27 candles 21 gun salute
27 candles and
I'm still as statues
I've got an obsession with death
Well who doesn't it?
Mine is more about
Keeping
again by segregating the inferior from
The Nordics, We need gun control! Political
Expediency is crucial
And I'll benefit the economy!
With me in charge
never done
Put yo gun down be a man
When I am on your block yeah you better understand
When I am on the clock yeah I take no breaks and I take no lunch
A odkoupit 2+1 puky
Mít oazu na dosah ruky
A doukoupit 2+1 puky
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Číslo mojí ulice
Underground boom bap
Jsou to kurva Měšice
Co by ne
Nevíme
Moje jmeno
To it's weapon like a
Slurpee to church pants
I circle the worm can
I'm 21 spud guns burped over Birdland
Whole time swervin' the work van
When the rats
like an ego in decay
Set fire to the hay
Set ablaze
See the state of the burbs don't expect to be amazed like that
Bad shit don't do what they tell you
Snoop Dogg]
They call the D-O-dub
Why you really trippin' cuz
21, 20 crips and all of us is crippin' cuz
We from a different street, all got that
Shout it from the brink
You're louder than you think
21st century kid surrounded by illusion and confusion
So maybe if you're holding out for
chasing
Now you feel what I’ve been racing
How can you not be amazed and
Look at where I came from in the basement
I can only see my chapters
Flipping by
know me as a fighter jet
Ball king, dive in with my (?)
Bout to feel five for real, never swept
21 gun salute for the soldier
For my fallen soldier
I won't make it past 21
If anyone really cares
I'm sure you don't
After what I've done
To make you feel so low
Take the gun
Put it to my head
I won't
(Chorus)
I Flip A Bag And I Stack It, I Can't Keep Hustling Backwards
I Get A Bag And I Stack It , I Keep My Gun In The Mattress
Wear The Shit Before
understand me, the yo, Brad, bwoy
Fuck that, say goodbye to the bad guy
I shot my gun in the air as I left the place
You'll ask me why, but I don't care,
to fuck
Fuck him like you do want to cum
You're gay to get discovered in my 21-deuce
Cock-a-lickin' in the water by the blue bayou
Caught the warm goo
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