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Guns N' Roses, for you posers, uh
On my mama, see, I won't fall off
Yeah, God, you catch me when I fall down
Runnin' on the sideline, right
around
I am Mr.Shoot 'Em Down
I leave hearts on the ground
My love is a weapon
And yes, I use it well
Then I let the rose petals cover up the bullet
gangsta shit
I say No Limit loud, cause we ain't scared of nobody
Organized by P or should I say, John Gotti
Real niggas, put ya guns up if ya feel me
But
Like u a sell yo soul ain’t it
She gone gimme head and pussy to get her tose painted
She say wen it ain’t chu in this pussy I use the rose then
fa pussy or premium
Block em
Cause that's whaaa
Genuine
Niggas do
Gotta good girl
You play by the rules
Try n do
Act a fool
Watch the good girl turn
a young nigga, with the body cold. Catch a nigga lacking in the fucking rose
And I'm disrespectful as shit, tell by the wrist, that the money never goes
I'm
for gains, heh
How's that? Ain't nobody can fuck with this
They wanna hold me down, but I can still come up with this
Got guns on my arms cocked back
Verse
In the Field they declared war
So I came up with some bars,
Always hardcore you know it's that vibe we bring.
Don't get stopped by all
Chinese balloons
High above the new wind farm
Clanging of the fire alarm
Stopped to read the news
Panic over guns and cruise
Diplomats will light the fuse
you or biggety stomp out by me
The outcome
Is that nigga that got broke off
Loc'd out Crip
That's the opposite of soft
Niggas always strapped so I don't
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lines to get inside her head,
There's no need for roses I just laid her down in bed.
This ain't a love song, this is a fuck song, don't have to sing
ah hit you
How the fuck you goin’ act when that fat shit hit you
Big 223’s or we 556 you
Walk down with a drac or the slide by get you
Imma let
I'm so cold that I'm froze I fell off then I rose
I'm so cold caught cold damn I'm gonna need a coat
And I brought so much flow damn I'm gonna need
twenties fifties and them hundreds
Diamonds on my neck dripping water like its flooded
Keep the glizzy with me case a n****run up on me
Money money money
(Honorable C N.O.T.E.)
Go
Trap god, started this trap shit, you need to thank me (yeah)
Lil' knucklehead sun valley youngster, mama tried
ya hair turn gray
let me tell you about life and 'bout the way it is
see we live by the gun so we die by the blood of kids
[Tupac]
They tell
muthafuckin guns up (tru!)
Cause I represent gangsta day (uh-huh)
A g-a-n-g-s to the t-a
Ain't lookin for no shit but if shit comes (what's up, what's up)
Ready
the mat out
So we going to get down like this
Yeah
Now if I ain't a gangsta, then who is? You is?
Truth is, you ain't, I am, who this clown ass nigga?
I'm
the concrete jungle
If you found stumbling then they pull up right around yo' bumper
And make you run it all
For no reason like Forest Gump and get the gun
the band Bone Thugs-n-Harmony
Follow down the road, we stroll to meet karma
Everything I do, it seem to cause drama
Ready for the war like a knight in my
the band Bone Thugs-n-Harmony
Follow down the road, we stroll to meet karma
Everything I do, it seem to cause drama
Ready for the war like a knight in my
the band Bone Thugs-n-Harmony
Follow down the road, we stroll to meet karma
Everything I do, it seem to cause drama
Ready for the war like a knight in my
Dread Woo, nigga, fuck nigga
Fuck is wrong with niggas? Niggas don't really be on shit
(Beat by Yamaica productions, baby)
Niggas gonna be fuckin'
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