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N Roses, hit 'em hit 'em up kid
N Roses, hit 'em hit 'em up kid
N Roses, hit 'em hit 'em up kid
N Roses, hit 'em hit 'em up

Whenever a nigga bleed, it lead to Guns N
And a real nigga is
that have held had shot one
It's a asshole, cause everybody's got one

Niggaz is gettin' kinda
Little shorties thirteen years old, tryin' to leave a cold
I'm my gat, and watchin' my back, and ready for one
You niggaz wanna jump up, cause I ain't goin' out like

I propose a toast next that play me close
(Yeah)
I'ma have your faggot ass off a lamp post
(Salute)
To my nigga slid and did bids

To them niggaz that and caught clips kid
It's yo' on the blessings
Me I send your maggot ass back to the
have told ya, Guns N Roses that's the path
So yo' gat and watch yo' ass

N Roses, hit 'em hit 'em up kid
N Roses, hit 'em hit 'em up kid
N Roses, hit 'em hit 'em up kid
N Roses, hit 'em hit 'em up

Guns N Roses, no one the mash out posse
You can't stop me, I'm packin' steel
Steppin' my weapon, waitin' for the rumble
I'm trouble, step the concrete jungle

Foes'll the words from the reverend
And caught hell with fame
So now ass gotta go to heaven
I fear no man and I Omar Epps

But I'm motherfuckers know the program
Too many died on the street
That's why I tell motherfuckers to back up and play me
Just the day I put my man in the ground, so now
I walk around with the trey pound
Just for my enemies so I can blow chest in

'Cause Smith and Wesson's will have your whole stressin'
Another basket, casket
They put away the guns, then here come the motherfuckin'
Tags are promptly on your toes
You're just another nigga dead, go, gotta go
The game is survival when you play it to the end
Before you go out in a blaze, may the man win

N Roses, hit 'em hit 'em up kid
N Roses, hit 'em hit 'em up kid
N Roses, hit 'em hit 'em up kid
N Roses, hit 'em hit 'em up

Another massacre, yeah, M.O.P.
Dese are the niggaz I'm movin' with G
To you snake ass, two ass niggaz
You gon' me grip and squeeze my shit
Lifestyles of a ghetto

Gun over rose, choose your or pick your pose
One or the other nigga, no
You know the way the motherfuckin' story out
Only your or you're chancin'

Me, I got a record my man Charles Manson
Bill puttin' niggaz on chill, you the deal
than a motherfuckin' hit man will
(Another Cadillac)

Yeah, another motherfucker's family in black
Whatever must be be
Me I try to keep my a little low key
See, 'cause you don't know how it

Everytime a get killed they try to link that shit to Bill
Mostly because I of
(Kid they tryin' to ya)
I ain't doin' for no fuckin' murder

Mad brothers done died on the
I know it's crazy motherfuckers that sleep
The red from a hot hollow piece of lead
Salute the world and then nod your

N Roses, hit 'em hit 'em up kid
N Roses, hit 'em hit 'em up kid
N Roses, hit 'em hit 'em up kid
N Roses, hit 'em hit 'em up

N Roses, hit 'em hit 'em up kid
N Roses, hit 'em hit 'em up kid
N Roses, hit 'em hit 'em up kid
N Roses, hit 'em hit 'em up

N Roses, hit 'em hit 'em up kid
N Roses, hit 'em hit 'em up kid
N Roses, hit 'em hit 'em up kid
N Roses, hit 'em hit 'em up
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