Gunplay
Gunplay - Westside Ride songtekst
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Free my nigga gain oh F*ck that brother F*ck tonight Tonight is the night I get in some shit Boy Simpson shit, I wanna see that Princeton shit Down city clivers, clips and shit, Mind me flippers, flip some shit, Ratchet car, get .. don't bet the arms The arms in my palm 'bout to link the arms Scrint the numbers on the number one On me don't scrumble none, none but guns, yeah none but sons None but cuns, none but lunch, Stick in the tower, stick to the tip of the tower, Stick s*cking bitch don't put your lips on the bottle Yeah she had the heart .. night life, but she trickin' the body Girl whip a couple times but she ain't trippin the body Every time I hit she say my dick I atomic, What up? You know I'ma cut up, This no thang, came from one, got one hundred more things, Take no shot, one honey cocaine, give me money, no fame, You need new shoes, are you runnin game Cut the nigga luice, 'cause I ain't wanna tame, F*ck nigga call foe, now I'm the one to me, Tryin' to make a milly I'm a hundred dollar yeah, How to hell, I get deal, incredible deal, you don't hear You're finger .., this trigger here, nigga yeah I'm priming up a sugar hear, looking here, ain't seven gears, Play with me! You know the rest. You play with me, you know the rest You play with me, you know the rest You play with me, you know the rest Gunplay I got a ghetto burn The whole ghetto hurt I got the ghetto burn The whole ghetto work I got a ghetto burn The whole ghetto hurt I got the ghetto burn The whole ghetto work Straight up minish the world's in .. Pissing on your post to image Package in the forty of the oldest English Rolling with Paroli skemish, Home full of stone and Nina's Home's up boned your diva, And I ain't even after doze and .. Left her rob in the toilet with the toilet seed up, I'll burn on fire, hot boiling fever, Think it's time to roll my .. sneak flicking, gorilla turn chicken, Niggas dropping dirt just to getting missing, Benjamin's is mine and I ain't shame nothing, Everything dead and I ain't spend one, You may ain't even hear a gun, That's the thrill of the hunt, Lurking, murking, riding, nooping, Thinking murder or maybe I'm gooking, Call em in the plan, .. of my hand, And I don't' give the damn, But now the victim, hearding of the rival, Sayin now I was a five oh, Shot my jonkey yeah I know, JOA donkey on the rival, the news on me Accusing me, wanna see me in the joint with the bruise on me, And I thought no, from the G's nigga Murder ..one king nigga, I got a ghetto burn The whole ghetto hurt I got the ghetto burn The whole ghetto work I got a ghetto burn The whole ghetto hurt I got the ghetto burn The whole ghetto work