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Артист: B.G.Название : Gun SlingerДанные: текст песни / слова песни Жанры : rap dirty south hip-hop gangsta rap hip hop rap dirty south hip-hop gangsta rap hip hop Видео:
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[B.G.] I got `em all from revolver semi-automatics, automatics Grenades, assault rifles - run up, I`ll letcha have it When it comes to guns, I`m one of the best Get a few to the head, then a few to the chest I`ve been ridin` - puttin` bitch-niggas six in the dirt At a young age hopped off the porch puttin` in work I`m a soldier - fuck with me don`t say I ain`t told ya I`ll catch ya with your drawers down and fuck-over ya Blues your dog and letcha know I don`t play Have your family grievin`, singin` "Amazin` Grace" And whoever call theyself comin` out there with ya I`ma up, cock, and knock the brains out that nigga Bustin` heads ain`t nothin` to me - I`ve been doin` it And if you`re smart you don`t want trouble with me If you want it, believe I ain`t gon` hesitate to bring it I`ll politely put that thing in my hand and just sling it (Hook-2x [B.G.]) I`m a gun slinger - consider me a home wrecker I`m a gun slinger - they label me as a dome checker [B.G.] Nigga, I swear, you don`t want me to go off `Cause when I go off, believe, nigga, I`ma show off Your head definitely gon` get blowed off I have no conscience at all I continue to get my roll on Murder, murder, kill, kill: that`s all I know Hustle `til mornin` and get the dope, man: that`s all I know I was raised in the streets, bitch - taught that g shit I was told, nigga (??) knock him off his feet quick Remember I was seven, put my hands on my first weapon Daddy taught me how to pop a clip in a Mack-11 Ever since that, I fell in love with guns Saved my allowance for a month and got me one My cousin taught me how to shoot a nine, and it was on Nigga made me feel played, I had to upset his home Now, if you want drama, I don`t hesitate to bring it I up that AK-47 and start to sling it (Hook-2x [B.G.]) [B.G.] When it`s on my mind, I`m ready for whatever, nigga I`ma take this beef straight to another level, nigga Your sister just got married - I shoot-up her reception, nigga Whack your clique one by one `til no one left in it, nigga Spot the car movin` slow with no lights, tryin` to creep That`s me, and I`m there to tear down the whole street B.G. don`t play no games, I`m `bout sprayin` When you see me, all you gon` see is "flucka-flucka-flame!!" Brains on the ground - yellow tape all around People sayin`, "That had to be a nigga from uptown." When I`m lose, I`m lose - when I`m strapped, I`ma use it `Cause I ain`t gon` have that in my hand and don`t shoot it I`ma abuse it - bust hollows like Cupid bust arrows I only put hollow tips in my barrel You wanna battle - nigga, I`ma bring noise I got to show ya I`m a original Hot Boy, and a- (Hook [B.G.]) -gun slinger - consider me a home wrecker I`m a gun slinger - label me as a dome checker I`m a gun slinger - consider me a home wrecker I`m a gun slinger - label me as a dome checker I`m a gun slinger - consider me a home wrecker I`m a gun slinger - label me as a dome checker I`m a gun slinger - consider me a home wrecker I`m a gun slinger - people call me a dome checker [B.G. {talking}] Nigga, checkmate Nigga, checkmate! Wrong move, nigga - checkmate! | Похожие исполнители:
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