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Gunclaps, we the gunclaps
The gunclaps, the bloody gunclaps

Gunclaps, we the gunclaps
The rowdy gunclaps, the bloody

Gunclaps, we hear the
The gunclaps, the bloody gunclaps

5 a.m in the
Nigga heard them tones pumpin' like a thousand fire
Nigga it on
Peep out the window, I was solo the streets
Caught by

I'm tell them bring extra tape and plenty sheets
they ass Chevy drove by bout' seventy shotguns
Loaded for roller
Put em' straight to

points hit my fuckin' window
Make you think through
Like the forth of July
them niggas spook

I wish the folks would up
I my gun back with my thumb
Nigga rowdy like it's North Memphis, Vietnam
As I gotta check to take a look and then back
I realized I was out numbered in a trap

6 Mafia, Prophet Posse, Killa Kaze
With the
Leave your chest
at the autopsy

I
And I can't help but notice all your
When the monsters got clappin', clappin', clappin'
On thangs man
We hear the

Nigga bang dank
Got a full of thangs
And it is of insane
I Scarecrow with styles
Niggas are getting buck
Look at my fouls

Bodies are up in piles
You wanna fuck with me
First you say a lil' prayer
Ask the nigga over
Yeah, that be my preacher

are all actin' shy
Grow up actin' now
buckin' all night
Burnin' em' a light

Gunclaps, we the gunclaps
The rowdy gunclaps, the gunclaps

Gunclaps, we the gunclaps
The rowdy gunclaps, the gunclaps

Slip, slide and take a ride
To my stash pile
Nigga you can't
a must Crunchy got a tug
Stuff a nigga in my

ya'll niggas what
Crunchy no fuckin' whore
Get down on floor
Bitch I more
(More)

Bitch, now me more
Give me chunk bitch, I bitch, I kill you more
They pay, pay that five
Now I want some more

All I wanna feel is some motherfuckin'
Let it rain motherfucker, let it
(Gon' let it rain)
See you inside by the game I spit
ever in your life
Can you get with this

Hey yo,
I got hoes smokin' up in the lobby
Cocaine fills my body, Gotti, hotty
Where the keys to room

I got thugs price tage bout' to get in
We heard it's goin' down, tricks about 2
Feel, the fuckin' Prophet get ya killed
Nigga, we got 40 cals' to your face, mean
Three 6 leave no trace

It takes more gunshots for these to save ya
Me and Crunchy chunk ya' like white with a razor
automatics in a blazer
Before we you off
Give me that and the lazer

Gunclaps, we hear the
The rowdy gunclaps, the bloody

Gunclaps, we hear the
The rowdy gunclaps, the bloody

Gunclaps, we hear the
The rowdy gunclaps, the bloody
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