Gun Lyrics

Oya boy, ah boy ah

Pull me your gun

Give me your gun

Give me your gun

If you know sabi use am

Give me your gun

I go show you how to use am

Even if them many

I go use am

Many many many guys

I don't know how they number be

But them Matt on my domot and they hmm

I don't know what I do

I just came back from the street

Me I don't know what I do

But me I fall down their two

Plus the two when he run go

But me I chase them their two

But them shoot me for hand

And me don't no, what I do

Say me nah gangster from birth

Even my mama they fear

How I take they, I don't no

Steady I steady I steady I grind

I just want just make that doll

People that hate on me

Heaven knows, heaven knows

I want I want to make the doll

But don't fuck with me

But don't fuck with me

Cause you fit go take

Wait till you know know know

I know

I know

I know know

Nobody's a winner in the streets

One day you go die

You're not immortal now

Life is full of up and down

Hope you know right now

Or let me tell you now

Many many people

Wa don shoot us

And we shoot them back

Many many people

Wa don prize us

But them no fit buy

Many many people

Wa they form boss, but their face no show

Me I've been through a lot

Lot of haters me I see

Lot of hate me I see

Lot of enemies I see

Lot of them wanna break me

What is this

What is this

All these things man they see

They know go fit understand

Lot of girls me I see

Lot of ex me I see

Lot of them they too fine

But some no just get the sense

Some of them get he yanch

But their brain they their yanch

Some of them no go wise

Even if you give them cash

Some of them no go loyal

Even if you give them life

Some of them no go do nothing

For you if you dey die

Some of them they go matt

Even you no give them cash

Them go love

Them go love you for the fucking who you be

Some of them

Them be witch

Some of them

Them be satanic agent on

Your sit