Gun Control Lyrics

Gun control with my finger on the trigga

You a big dawg now time to get quicker

Runnin your pockets we just took your shit

Didn't try to fight back ya got your head split

Call your boys and try to run it back

Not gonna happen your crew is wack

That's what you get for fuckin with us

Now it's time to turn your head to dust

Finger on the trigger

Barrel in your mouth

One false move

And I'll put you in the ground

See the fear of god behind those eyes

Soft motherfucker it's your time to die

Drive by shoot 'em up light the fuckin truck up

You a big dawg now

Time to Fuckin get buck

Got a problem with us

We get it solved real quick

Got that bitch of yours yo suckin on the whole dick

You a pussy ass bitch

And you Fuckin know it

Crying on the internet

Time to expose it

Came to the wrong hood

Got your fuckin head split

Cried to your crew hoe

They didn't Fuckin Do shit

How the big dogs eat

No retreat

Caught you slippin

In the fucking street bitch

Gun control with my finger on the trigga

You a big dawg now time to get quicker

Runnin your pockets we just took your shit

Didn't try to fight back ya got your head split

Call your boys and try to run it back

Not gonna happen your crew is wack

That's what you get for fuckin with us

Now it's time to turn your head to dust