I'm to get get my gun
This motherfucker wants to me? Em, Em, what the fuck you man? I got something for his ass, calm down, no you down Man, what's you're problem? Fuck
The motherfucker to pop shit to me? Man He wasn't poppin' shit, you heard him he was poppin' shit shit? That shit, you heard him He asked for your
A mass murderer, pack burners to blast further you can get My be shooting through bricks I mix anything together, I done guillotine a Keep it heated, I pop with 17 or better
I'll be heads, I'm in everyones nightmare A nigger that can ever be scared of the FED's And the niggers fuck with you, stab and brass knuckle you Then have you in the public, there's nothing you can do
Enough with you're motherfucking talk, you're soft Get you're balls blew off, a sawed-off, fa' raw dawg? Crazier then all y'all , you like the navy when I'm angry You'll never catch me in a NOC's car
All I have is of, breathing evil Desert Eagle's will eat people When I see you I'ma heat you're slow Fuck being peaceful, the piece in the and
(I'm to get get my gun) This motherfucker's that shit Nah fuck I'll be right back (I'm to get get my gun) Nah motherfucker, you You ain't me like that
(I'm to get get my gun) Walk to the room, sixteen shot how you like that? (I'm to get get my gun) Bet you ain't know I'm strapped Nice one, this is my gat (I'm to get get my gun)
I bring it to niggers lookin' as if they trouble I send they body around like a stunt double Forget the fightin', scrappin', squabing, buckin' I'll squeeze the piece you jumpin', dodgin',
Squatin' under and screamin' "That niggers bluffin' " I cuff my nuts while cussin' "Don't him" I'm up Runyan, Dave, Wood and Nico My nigger Big I Jamal lettin' the heat
Heat sleep hoes got it in, neepo 'Cause you shooting at me and missing like Shaq's free-throws You hit a little closer if you wanna try whip a soldier, with a missle on his shoulders
You can fold or ya' brick house into some tiny boulders A grimey older cab will you with a tiny odor I'm doggish, you feelin' frogish, you bitch My car is right across the street and (I'm to get get my gun)
My whole count clips, get you're house lit the fuck up spouse shit, and you're mouse clip Betta' watch miscountless slugs send Watch you holla when them hollow tips dug threw skin
I'm in love with the sin, tell Bugz see him I cock back, right to put your blood on you're friends Make a run, got a hint, bust a on his chin Ain't no were like the drugs outta Kim
I'm a psycho icon, the mightful bomb Get a eye of lead when I slight you're lights out a street cleaner, wipe you're life out Bullets flow at you're ears, like a fight bout
Fuck the night clout, guns, (I'm to get my ) Fuck that, run Hit the street talks, chumps don't me Ain't no profit to be home crowd
Dumbass motherfuckers, gotta come to me With some dumb Fuckin' I done told motherfucker Wassup bitch? Autograph this, oh (I'm to get my gun)
I'm trying to pull the trigger but it's stuck, My shit is all up, up C'mon you sucking, good for nothing piece of shit, shoot, ah
Yeah, wattup bitch? Say that again the bullet missed, hit a brick Bounced of it ricocheted in his shin Went his bitch on the way back hit his friend
Payback homie, don't play that is spin To be on I told you to leave shit alone or (I'm to get my gun) And it's a shame I'm to drunk to aim stepped in the way and I shot him in his leg
It's bang, bang, bang nigger pop, pop, pop Everybody bustin' like they ra, ra, ra But when you see me in the street, I be like now? They bodyguard be steppin' in trying to shit down (Chill out man, out)
Fuck that I got a bone to pick, you it we said that wrestle like some grown man shit Then we, then we could about our problems, couldn't we? Just shoot a fair one and handled this seriously
I guess not, you resort to the heater So I gotta grab my Mac and my Uzi and my Step between us and get shot but get separated the squeeze You ain't ready for war, Runyan ain't to play with
This motherfucker's poppin' shit Nah fuck that I'll be right (I'm to get get my gun) Nah motherfucker, you You ain't me like that
(I'm to get get my gun) Walk to the room, shot clip how you like that? (I'm to get get my gun) Bet you know that I'm strapped Nice one, this is my gat (I'm to get get my gun)
Walk to for a can of spaghetti It's one hour and bitch my photo's ain't ready of my dog and my family reunion It's been two hours and my fuckin' ruined
Hey, Kate, do you get raped? Have my on fucking Phillips 38 That's why I don't be battle rapping 'Cause every time I lose, is what the fuck happens
to these pictures I was trying to get developed This man to get in front of me, I wouldn't let him I'm ready to this bitches brains out I'm nervous, I farted, some came out
Times up, shot her a gun Got on my phone and called Rev. Run And all this crazy shit I, it All 'cause I wanted to see Elton naked