Gunn Rap (Produced By Khrysis)
Smif 'N' Wessun (Tek & Steele)
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You can be a gangsta, hustla, pimp or a gun bussa
But you best'a have them ones up when the boys come in to rush ya
Thinking cuz you know some thug them slugs can't touch ya
Don't be thinking cuz they give you pounds and hugs they won't fuck ya
Well let me tell you homeboy, you got another thing coming
If you think me and my sons gon' spend our whole lives struggling
My dues been paid and my block's been bubblin
And my folks been rumblin, smoke lead up no chumpin
You listening to the flow killa, ho hitta, niggas know I'm no quitta
You still bitter, and getting sicker, Tek and Steele is them niggas
Don't figure, how I miss ya, see how my swagger swiggle
You a five throwa? Let me show ya, I throw one bigger
Twenty that my cuz sent ya, you don't want us to come get ya
Fuck the ones you brung with ya, hope you brung your ones with ya
Ass bet, bet this gun get ya, my life is uncensored
It won't be a pretty picture when them slugs kiss ya
My crew don't tell 'em nothing, I want 'em to start frontin
And let 'em feel the pressure of the cranium crushing
See the fluid gushing out, that big hole pushing out
From the body to the sewer, been needed flushing out
We done been there and done that, put in work til the ones stack
Took losses, got some back, Smif-n-Wessun is gun rap
In the hood they love that, to the hoods we give back
Nigga this ain't no comeback, we never left where we live at
This is gorillas, mo' illa, 650 fo' wheelers
Throw it up, half the block, red light stop
Indo, roll slow, scream at my kinfolk
Tip over? Hell no, green light let's go
Bank stopper, clutch popper, still miss big poppa
But I red dot, send tree hot shots at your fo' rilla
Yeah nigga, die in that chinchilla
Words of E-Feezy, mo' scrilla mo' scrilla
Man you ain't never lie, that's the reason I rock fella
I ain't signed to the Roc-A-Fella, I'm just tryna stock up cheddar
And when its poppin on the block only option to pop Berettas
Don't stop til the cops can get us, won't stop til my pockets better
Wear a mask? Oh hell no, we blow at the po-po
40 Cal my choice of weapon, that you already know
That I'm shell shocked, up top, family in the boondocks
Move rocks is easy, get your bank stopped and head popped
And courtesy of me that you stretched like a T
Head showing the ivory, we call it the white meat
See how mafiosos move, we cement your shoes
You ride in the current with the fishes you snooze
We be hustlin because we gotta, for muscle got two shottas
And the block stand beside us, they know that we true ridas
Show love to the hood and the hood do the same
It don't matter where you go, don't forget where you came
We done been there and done that, put in work til the ones stack
Took losses, got some back, Smif-n-Wessun is gun rap
In the hood they love that, to the hoods we give back
Nigga this ain't no comeback, we never left where we live at
We done been there and done that, put in work til the ones stack
Took losses, got some back, Smif-n-Wessun is gun rap
In the hood they love that, to the hoods we give back
Nigga this ain't no comeback, we never left where we live at