Lyrics

If the funds out Motherfucker bring the guns out And if the funds out Motherfucker bring the guns out Got no time to deal with little niggas Yea you fucking with a southside shorty from the FL Don't care if you built like you in the NFL Got a shotgun with a King Koopa red shell. Draw blood out the whip Castlevania With these silver hollow tips like you Transylvanian Got a pump with the dragon breath Wish a nigga try me and you'll have me just super sayin (Damn) Why did you do it Gatling gun to none is stupid Nigga you foolish The kings gonna take your head doofus And that's hard to fix like a Rubik's Missing some cubes in it And them 22s That ammo we got that And them 380s That ammo we got that With them 9 millis That ammo we got that 357s That ammo we got that A few 38s That ammo we got that A couple 44s That ammo we got that And the 45 That ammo we got that With the pump action That ammo we got that That ammo we got that Ugh. I think, I think they think we to gangsta I think they think we thuggin way to hard for them Ugh. Ugh Then you hit em with a head shot Then you marvel at the kill nigga deadshot Dead man walking speak dead talk Clip in the strap is deadlocked Bullet beats your brains out your head that's a head start Better duck for cover before your goose gets scrambled my nigga that's an eggshot Giving peg legs out to any nigga that really want to TED talk A poster boy for thuggin my nigga Don't gangbang unless she your cousin my nigga And if she got a tongue then you know I'm busting my nigga And if I got guns then they all busting at niggas You a high noon dusty ass nigga Got a snub bulldog call him puppy ass nigga And if it wanna bite your ass imma let it So if we got bovine nigga then dead it And this can go farther if you really want to let it So don't get this twisted like spaghetti I like my bullets premium leaded This can displace your mood nigga upset it Kinda like your stomach but worser End up with a shit bag or a hearse Wait run that back like rehearsal This can go further if you let it Don't get this twisted like spaghetti I like my bullets premium leaded. And them 22s That ammo we got that And them 380s That ammo we got that With them 9 millis That ammo we got that 357s That ammo we got that A few 38s That ammo we got that A couple 44s That ammo we got that And the 45 That ammo we got that With the pump action That ammo we got that That ammo we got that And them 22s That ammo we got that And them 380s That ammo we got that With them 9 millis That ammo we got that 357s That ammo we got that That ammo we got that That ammo we got that That ammo we got that That ammo we got that
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