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

Yo', do you wanna live or do you wanna
I'll throw you off the bridge wit a 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
give her a hug and tell her to be strong
Then her in tha face wit a 44 long
I know I be wrong, how I get it on

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

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 my for the one I love

Yo' playin' I'm layin' for my dawgs
I would die for, cabbage patch, these
Souls in the sky more, rang, glock bang
Hot thangs, 'em wit his watch and rang
Stop and aim, I'm hot, top soil, get my 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 think I'm on TV
Dat a nigga won't ya family
I love guns and 'em off for loved ones
Get it done, big or small one, for funds
I cash for loot I kill yo' ass
Brains tha roof of tha coupe
I the blood splash
And I most dudes dat ain't my blood
And I my guns for the one I love

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

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

die, see my attitude, bust a
for food, now I'm mad at you
Hit you then I tha tool
sober, shoot niggas and run 'em ova
Gee Wiz, Bh, I'm a test, a QB
I run wit yo' head in my arms
Like Brett Favre, them take to tha streets
Them Bravehearts, shootin' on muthafuckin' fagots
Go 'head and pull ya gun nigga, I'm a grab it 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