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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 bleed, it lead to Guns N Roses
And a real knows is
Everybody that have had shot one
It's like a asshole, cause got one

Niggaz is gettin' bold
Little shorties thirteen years old, tryin' to leave a nigga
I'm my gat, and watchin' my back, and ready for one
You niggaz wanna jump up, cause I goin' out like Willie

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

To them that slipped and caught clips kid
yo' play on the blessings
Me I send your maggot ass back to the
Niggaz have 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 stop me, I'm packin' blue steel
Steppin' with my weapon, for the rumble
I'm trouble, into the concrete jungle

hear the words from the reverend
And caught hell with fame
So now ass gotta go to heaven
I no man and I ain't Omar Epps

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

'Cause Smith and Wesson's will your whole family stressin'
basket, casket closin'
They put away the guns, then here come the motherfuckin'
Tags are promptly placed on your
You're just another nigga dead, gotta go, go
The game is called 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 that I'm movin' G
To you snake ass, two faced ass
You gon' make me grip and squeeze my
of a ghetto child

Gun over rose, choose your weapon or your pose
One or the other nigga, no
You know the way the motherfuckin' turns out
Only your life or chancin'

Me, I got a record like my man Charles
Bill niggaz on chill, you know the deal
Quicker than a hit man will
(Another Cadillac)

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

Everytime a nigga get killed they try to link that to Bill
because I never of
(Kid they to herb ya)
I ain't doin' for no fuckin' murder

Mad done died on the street
I it's crazy motherfuckers that barely sleep
The color red from a hot hollow of lead
Salute the and then nod your head

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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