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Surge in gun violence across Portland In fact Portland police have respond to 92 shootings in this month alone Who you niggas murdered You ain't got no bodies Your name ain't heard of Murder for hire Sat back and thumbed through stacks From the buyer You ain't really walked through fire How can I trust You ain't got no priors In Guns I trust nigga - muh fuck you liars Who you niggas murdered You ain't got no bodies Your name ain't heard of Murder for hire Sat back and thumbed through stacks From the buyer You ain't really walked through fire How can I trust You ain't got no priors In Guns I trust nigga - muh fuck you liars Fuck yo Subliminals Niggas Lacc genitals Tweetin yo beef I can tell you not criminal Now a days im left quizical Pussy tween your legs Or two pocket size testicles I bet that your sweat trickles Talkin war stories that we all know ain't credible Now I'm here in the physical Pushing that 9 to your temporals Homicidal Confessional (shhh) You in the presence of professionals Non hypotheticals Real life killa turn your brains into vegetables Temper high methanal Put hollow in your retinal 5 Stars Tattooed ima General Gimme a reason just money I take Skinning you down from yo shoes to yo chains Bet a movement occurs from your sagittal plane Fuck off wit yo head Knock the thoughts out yo brain Fuck off wit ya head Knock thoughts out yo brain brain brain I don't just do this In raps baby, ha I don't just do this in raps baby Guns got bodies Liccs is callin Hoes got traps for me Love Winning or livin in hell baby huh Am I winning sinning running from twelve baby huh AR got cinnamon rolls hangin like big nuts on it cuz Ay Blood if we can can we get some money off that then good AOB on G O D I keep it lit up in da hood 16th but so forty 3 don't get it misunderstood Am I winning sinning living in hell baby huh Am I sinning winning living in hell baby huh I don't know but I know in guns I trust I don't know but I know wit this 40 I can buss Who you niggas murdered Yain't got no bodies Your name ain't heard of Murder for hire - Sat back and thumbed through stacks From the buyer Yain't really walked through fire How can I trust You ain't got no priors In Guns I trust nigga - muh fuck you liars Who you niggas murdered Yain't got no bodies Your name ain't heard of Murder for hire Sat back and thumbed through stacks From the buyer Yain't really walked through fire How can I trust You ain't got no priors In Guns I trust nigga - muh fuck you liars Brrr Gon give me the call I'll hit him them his niggas and all 100 shots in the drum Most these niggas bitches they'll run I'm sippin Red Rum Murdered the Game Then buried the gun Them 223s hit you up top Drop your brain in your lungs Real nigga Best Recognize i'm on top of the Game L hustle mayn I hustle mayn I promise to GOD i hustle mayn I am The Trap & I get in I hit the pen I could do it again No red beam I peep the scene Hop out Finger Fucc it til the bish bleed Don't Test me I'm tempted to shoot See a check when I'm Checkin fo you No questions I'm aiming ya tooth 223 n 762 Where's GOD when you need him move MOB Niggas we makin you choose Where's GOOD when you need him to move MOB niggas we making the news
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