Lyrics:
I was walking silent, next thing I know there's a gun to my head
She said, "Give me everything you have or else I'll shoot you dead"
So I emptied out
gave them a gun and they did try to shoot me
My father taught me to never get too angry
If I get angry don't be mad at me
Don't be mad at me
Take my
it's gon' be: N.W.A, nigga be -O-N-E. All around the world, most dangerous groups,
marchin' like troops. Lace your boots, be ready to shoot, 'cause if
Niggas know I'm straight thug
Niggas know I'm gooned up ride by your spot
Shoot your fucking living room up
Nigga must on that lean
Cause he got me
tummy, and your face is lookin' yummy[01:18.65]I'm a zombie, motherfuck, you can't kill me[01:21.79]That's how it is, how it was, and how it will be, will
wan live 'til I turn antique)
Tell dem, nuh
Me say, you live by the gun, you ah go die by it (unnuh hear that?)
You make another man blood run, you
get this fuck
His birthday gift 22 shots
Yeah I'm gon fuck
Your ho to the night with some hoes
All night shoot with pole
No remorse sipping four
I'm
song
Makin your loot from all the right wrongs
But that's the way it goes when you choose your path
And you might just, feel the pain of a tec 22
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Rocket two by night, uh
Keep a hammer and that .22
Shoot a nigga wit dat uh huh
Lil bitch think I'm cool cool
Freaky
Willie
He's gonna preach about
what Jesus would do
She gonna shoot guns
With Reverend Willie
Hes shoots a twelve gauge
She's open carries a 22
She
anything, I'd tell them lies[01:06.47]Niggas keep switching they sides[01:08.75]Bullet to his head, that's how the niggas die[01:10.22]Shoot that nigga face
up the block
G22 he got left inna morning
G23 with a switch shoot that bitch like I'm Jordan
Bad lil bitch and she want me to spoil her
Bitch get on my
shine on, get your shine on
Get your shine on, you know we gonna make it
In One you trust, the neighborhood is us
And everything that I ride is 22s
got you cryin' to your mama
Sayin' "I can't believe it"
I've seen your type, bring a knife into a gun fight
Caught up in the law right
I think I'm
ass see the rules, bitch
I follow gangsta codes
Never forget the first time I had a gun
It was a 22, It's hot under the sun
One day I was at Kid
year
I shoot your arm, leg, leg, arm, head
I wish a motherfucker would trip this year
[Verse One]
Dressed in all black and my gun the same color
Murder
guns
We wanna shoot our guns
Soul is mended I am gone
Could have been the chosen one
Cared for by what I have done
Never get old when I am young
You need us, your nothing, your zip, your nada
22's on the road, shoot the hub caps off the Impala
[Chorus: x4]
I'ma creep on this fool, put this
by distractions[00:34.84]Don't lose your traction[00:35.98]Sometimes get caught in the madness[00:37.76]In the field like it's madden[00:39.55]And bae
you
Stop rapping go flip burgers dude like
Uh, Might take a shot but I don't need my gun
Imma' kill your ass with my bars and my lungs
Your girl call
baby push that GT G loot
Now what it do, ya baby show the platinum twos
Ain't playin' wit me homie let the eagle shoot
Now what it do, yeah baby young
baby push that GT G loot
Now what it do, ya baby show the platinum twos
Ain't playin' wit me homie let the eagle shoot
Now what it do, yeah baby young
Glock .40 help me sleep better
Know where you live, know where I leave
So we could creep better
Go get your gun, I make my gun turn you to three
Them fairy tales you tell in your rounds
Will have a shell in the pound
Split your melon to the white
Meat with no melanin found
I could push your
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