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Buss my for the one I love
I my guns for the one I love
I buss my guns for the one I
I buss my guns for the one I

Yo', do you wanna or do you wanna die?
I'll you off the bridge wit a bullet in ya eye
Like a in tha sky, you'll be floatin' in tha air
Got to see your mother cry at the of tha year
I'll give her a hug and her to be strong
Then smack her in tha wit a 44 long
I know I be wrong, how I get it on

I hope acknowledge the hook on this song
I got and tecs, snug, revolvers, oozies
I got 'em, gauge no problem, calicoes, AKs,
Nine milly's ain't send you to heaven
I gave my lady a 380, a 22, a 25, bitch went
forever, one for all
Bravehearted we stand fuck all y'all

I buss my for the one I love
I my guns for the one I love
I buss my for the one I love
I my guns for the one I love

Yo' playin' I'm layin' for my dawgs
I die for, cabbage patch, these niggas
in the sky more, shots rang, glock bang
Hot thangs, 'em wit his watch and rang
and aim, I'm hot, top soil, get my rocks off
For my family, you a corpse, what you
For my seeds, I let the wrong man bleed
Sit there for tha right one and 'em three

You see me, don't 'cause I'm on TV
Dat a nigga massacre ya family
I love guns and bustin' 'em off for ones
Get it done, big or one, even for funds
I love cash for I kill yo' ass
Brains tha roof of tha coupe
I watch the blood
And I hate most dat ain't my blood
And I buss my for the one I love

my guns for the one I love
I my guns for the one I love
I buss my guns for the one I
I buss my guns for the one I

I buss guns for the ones I
I a nigga leakin' for somethin'
Them straight quicker and quicker
He seek comin', my nigga jung
Jumpin' on niggas, da shells is
No fingerprints, again these muthafuckas don't make sense
Sayin' dat me and my can't win, why?
See tha guns pointed at ya
Plus ya clique 'cause they fake

They die, see my attitude, a
for food, now I'm mad at you
Hit you then I toss tha
Never sober, shoot and run 'em ova
Gee Wiz, Bh, I'm a test, a QB
I run away wit yo' head in my
Like Favre, them muthafuckas take to tha streets
Them Bravehearts, on these muthafuckin' fagots
Go 'head and ya gun nigga, I'm a grab it then I

Buss my for the one I love
I buss my for the one I love
I buss my guns for the one I
I my guns for the one I love