Lyrics:
money and n***** get lost
When I look in the mirror, I see a big boss
5.56 with the muhf***** strap on it
She hopped on me and she start to do laps on it
like they got
A lil Ape in (N) D
You get banana scarred and
You gotta use A-N-D
I'll have a shell hanging from his
Head like A Nigga Dread
So DNA
and you fry in my iron furnace
I am on my get rich or die tryin' like when Em was signin' Curtis
'Cause I am murderous
Joe Budden, Jersey City, New
recognize we
Been using it wrong
So I'ma break it down and put
This game in a song
N-E-G-U-S, say it with me, or say no more
'Lluminati can come and get me
We bout to get real ugly up in this muthafucka
For the 9-9 and the 2-G
Def Jam
Snoop Dogg all up in this muthafucka
Big Kap
Eastsidaz
I'm
to get in
Give a fuck about yo gold that shit Ain rose you tryna fit in
Pull up in that sprinter gun to yo nose bitch you gone get in
When you Ain got yo
love with her, I just wanna be the one to hit her
Drop off and let the next n**** get her
That's the way it goes, it's time to shake a hoe, make
6 in the morning, police at my door
Fresh Adidas squeak across the bathroom floor
Out my back window I make a escape
Don't even get a chance
ring, just to fuck if I ring
It ain’t complicated
Baby you could be my side thing
Watch my back
I’ve been known to get attached
I’ve spent hours in
I’m blazin
In the ring
N ya life in danger health bars are in the red
Man these lames is fed
Uptown I’m dropping bodies
And the house is next
First
Sarcophagus and a tomb, due to get wrapped up
I'm doing the MAC strut, rose grew in the black mud
Rap guns, I hold two, move and I pap one
Flow's closed
Wrong
When the guns Get drawn
When the Snitches inform
Throwing sand in the storm
Fuck the drama I'm gone
Get the commas n
I'm goin In N Out
I'm goin In N
**** I’m still goin in like rich homie
My n**** I stood on yo block
Took a piss on it
Still the same n**** LiBrutha da big homie
Tryna get rich and stay rich
Tiger Rose got new clothes
The ladies love her so
They laugh at her connections
But they don't say no
Get down high, get down low
Get your heels in
or bound to pop a mission
So if you got dogs, n****, let 'em go
If a mob f***in' truck right, let 'em know
We got the same guns that you got, but better
Nigga I got yo whole clik
Real niggas don't run they mouth
Real niggas make moves and get rich
[Flesh N Bone]
Mobbing in ah Expedition
Thinking
for Guns 'n' Roses
Yeah! C'mon!
Throw your hands in the sky
And wave em from side to side
And if you're in this life just gettin by
Somebody
is in the motherfuckin house (DoggHouse)
You keep talkin shit I'll put my gun up in your mouth
My gun up in your mouth, I'll show you what I'm 'bout
fokken wonderwerk ek het nie in my broek gepis nie
so volgende keer as jy lus voel vir 'n hoer
gaan kyk by die boonste bar in Shack die bloedkolle op die
Ugh-ugh
Yah-Yah
Yah-Yah
Yeah
So I might speed in the beam never seen by the law
So mean with the cream n**** cold like slaw
D*** fiend with
then
Jump on the bandwagon and
Copy number one
Never mind the corruption
The injustice or the guns
I'll take this platform and ring truth to the show
severe overpopulation
Regardless, somehow we all gotta eat
And money is global, so we all compete
We make the product to buy or trade
Then we get paid in
Bankroll got the bitches bad on the pole
Pull up to the club, I let it go let it go
They call me young Quavo throw
Young Quavo throw
We get ignorant in
on the strip
Wit the c***s
And it's lit
Got the guns outside
I dare a n***a try to front outside
He get his head tapped
Mouth open
Wit his tongue outside
A lot
.jpg/300px-GNR_London_Stadium_2017_3_(cropped).jpg "Guns N' Roses")
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