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

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

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

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

Yo' stop I'm layin' for my dawgs
I would die for, patch, these niggas
Souls in the sky more, shots rang, bang
Hot thangs, leave 'em wit his 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 even let the wrong man
Sit for tha right one and give 'em three

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

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

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

die, see my attitude, bust a
for food, now I'm mad at you
Hit you I toss tha tool
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 Brett Favre, muthafuckas take to tha streets
Them Bravehearts, shootin' on muthafuckin' fagots
Go 'head and pull ya gun nigga, I'm a 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 buss my for the one I love