Lyrics:
city n**ga HOU
No wonder why n**gas walking round like they on the moon
Moving slow tryna blow for them flowers that dont bloom
This rose from
thrill on elephants
Till the buffalo guns
The greatest of all times
This time, I'm not go'n say no names
If you not one of the same I suggest you
reapin up, and no keeping up with the Jonses
Long live P.E. and ban Guns'n'Roses
New Kids on the Block, stick to pop
No more making black songs, wack songs
a bearded man on his squad
So much power from oil money
That poor folks can't sit by him
No problem Osama
Bin Laden been hiding
So long that them pictures all
a movie where George Bush had a bearded man on his squad,
So much power from oil money that poor folks can't sit by him,
No problem, Osama, Bin Laden, Been
so I made more aye
Cunts still think I ain’t done shit
But I still run shit
Got more ammo than a gun ship
This the rap game now ima run this
Not lil
by myself i was winging every time
Sitting by myself I was reading through a line
Drifting by a cell but I've never done a crime
The cell would be
of emergency
Nigga get the N-G-O's, shit you bend in your rolls
The men in your holes, all of my foes
All you smell is gunpowder then the scent of a rose
Outcasted to the shadows 'cause you don't look right
Hypnotized by the eyes from the average muthafucka
Chrome to his dome, if he cries, he's a busta
There's
Doing all my dirt by my lonely, nobody's fall guy
Use my Desert Eag to avenge, it got a hawkeye
9/11 on television, we'll watch em all die
Black roses
Press then eject, left with a sket
Audermars Roleys, wet the Patek
This gun is my trophy, excellent skeng
Up close and personal
Spray it like it's
[Peedi Crakk]
It's not a game I'm from Philly
Go by the name P, Prizzy Mac Milly
Used to with Young Crizzy in the back rolling on twigs
People
Here's a man the Sheriff watches.
On his gun there's more 'n twenty-seven notches.
On the draw there's no-one faster
and you're flirting with disaster
and guns, I keep a gun in my whip
Nigga, me without my gat is like bein' in a blue Benz
In front of a thousand bloods with Mac tens
Or a red rose in front
best friend ni**as murkin they dawg
It's ironic it was over a bit** word to my dog
Sh*t Shiesty ni**a gtta get it in blood
How you kill a real n
Yea we got them black ass guns
How many your black ass want?
I was on probation every day
Smoking fat ass blunts
4th July down the street
Then we
on the cross, Guns N Roses
Cause guards need guards and I disrespect the post like I'm trolling
Sorry, it's not you it's the inner
You still ain't got it figured
po, on patrol
Never know, who told
Stay lo, Stay lo
Stay lo, Stay lo
Stay lo, Stay lo
Stay lo, Stay lo
Got bros, got foes
Got rose, got gold
Get yos,
Elengi by Noiiz April, Mahita, Mitraya & Nova Bam.
Intro (Mitraya)
I’m badly In need Of you Gyal
Baby come live My Way
You gotta Keys To Arise
a smile on me
Played with Guns n' Roses by the time that I was 23
Yes, there ain't no rock n' roller alive that was rock n' rollin' enough for me
Yeah,
It's that monkeman lil raccy halloween season
Got the gun taken with me like I'm liam neeson
Got the marksman on my back
Run through the woods with
you just don't care
forget guns n roses
what's the motif
there's tons of moet
and funds to go get
and huns to go get
with hugs to go give
daley told me
Kweezy tryn spin he twirl
My bullet proof vest ain't stop cupids bow n arrow
Got hard wit air holes they doing soft on mirrors
Your bitch released eggs
rap cloner
It's me and you do it live on stage for dolo
I smack niggas like you, smash niggas by the tools
Grab niggas by the throat, show 'n' prove
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