Lyrics:
of monsoon
Will be upon us soon, my love
Both men were bombardiers
Pale sirens tongued their ears
You were the smoking gun
Concealed by everyone, my love
But
coast, North and South
I got my niggas The Top Guns here
We gonna sign this one off like this:
My life's been a great story in the ultimate war
on Sunday, Bloody Sunday
(What about Texas?) They need to chill with the gun play
(New York city y'all) Police are at the door
the Magnum was by
Al enemigo nunca le des la espalda
Y acordate que vivimos y morimos por la pistola
Yeah we live by the gun so we die by the gun
And trust me you don’t
Hey la, um de hey oh la
Said, hey la, um de hey oh le
Hey, hey, hey, hey oh la
Said hey, oh hey, feelin' good today
One day as I was a havin'
and South
I got my niggas The Top Guns here
We gonna sign this one off like this:
My life's been a great story in the ultimate war
Should I ill or do right?
cause fuck that yo
I gotta make sure my dough multiply
Crimes I commit heinous
Y'all niggas is brainless
You tied up at gun point, flinch
Make you famous
Lalalaalalalala lalalala (Owo epo)
Lalalalalala lalalala (Owo epo)
Owo epo lo omo araye bani la (Owo epo)
Oloshi so ma la
Owo epo lomo araye bani la
gonna
Him hear rounds from a Calico gun cocks
I was returnin' the favor
Why we even comparin' namе to name?
I been surpassed his and then somе
Who y'all
All these bitches I son'd
Minds a son of a gun
Ima keep it a hun
I run LA Natalie nunn
Niggaz swear they goat
Only when you off that coke
Ima
words yesiree that's me bamboozled
Out of my whisps but the thrill of it fits like a glove
(Bamboozled bamboozled by you)
Heaven open the door I ain't
be a painter man
La la la la la la la la la la la la la la
By the rivers
By the rivers
By the rivers of babylon
Where we sat down
Yeah we
got shit like up on in Attica
Guns ridiculous like Battlestar Galactica
What's this, want to insult my family?
La familia actin' like one of us goin'
parley
I parley here in LA
All the way to (NY NY)
Touched the Iceberg baby
I'll send you under like the Titanic
Gun fight romantic
Gigantic on the pages
On chante nos récit's
Baisse la fenêtre impose ton drive by
J'rappe pas j'travaille
J'tire pas j'rafale
Et le public en raffole
Maîtrise la clé de sol, FAB
Full black , nan j'ai pas de gun
Je te shoot en fumant la skunk
Par contre des zin-cou ont des flingues
Drive by , tu finis dans le blunt
Dans la
Hey la, um de hey oh la
Said, hey la, um de hey oh le
Hey, hey, hey, hey oh la
Said hey, oh hey, feelin' good today
One day as I was a havin'
of not seeing anything through
I don't light fires
But I watch them burn
I'm not taught a thing by anything I learn
I play my part, I always will
I
Griselda
Yeah, nigga
By fashion rebels
We take the blicks when we go to Quad, nigga
You seen what happened to Pac, right?
We ain't fuckin' with
La la la la la la
Aye, aye, aye
Only sixteens, trying to have fun
In a game of life but no one lost or won
Trying to get some girls but the girls
here now
Do you wanna ride or die
La dadadada da da da
Mo-MuthaFckin'-3 Ngga, yeah
Let me take em' back to where the cash at
(Cash At)
380 in that
with the Ruger, by the intersect sign
Hit 'em with a Tommy, so my niggas call me Pammy
And I always keep the jammy
In a truck or in a Lamby
Put my
And charity for all
Brother you don't need your gun
Anymore at all
We can count to 17
And we can count 1000 more
Columbine, Chicago, LA, Parkland
End this war
is buzzin'
Kin'folks come to see Yvonne by the dozen
Dress in style, go hog wild, me oh my oh
Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou
Jambalaya,
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