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God & Gunz Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
Growing up I was shooter
Catch da cut wit any gun
I ain't tote da stick for fun
Make a pussy negu run
Handle bidness wen I come
I was yung so was dumb
Dese days I run wit god
But I'll still hit ya wit dat rod
Growing up I was shooter
Catch da cut wit any gun
I ain't tote da stick for fun
Make a pussy negu run
Handle bidness wen I come
I was yung so was dumb
Dese days I run wit god
But I'll still hit ya wit dat rod
Blatt
Blatt
Blatt
Dats jeeshyt wit dis big stick
I was topshotta like dondada
Pull up on pussy real quick
Make a pussy negu get Sea sick
Wen I press play betta pause negu
On da westside ima renaggade
No homo but dis a dinner date
Cuz dis pussy negu want beef bae
Just pray for me like me everyday
I was trigger happy, fell in love wit guns
Trade anything, spend alll my funds
Couldn't keep a gun
Cuz I used da gun
38's
40 glocks
22's
Russian chop
Millie rock on any block
Wen u shoot da chop u gone diddy bop
Wen u bust da Glock it got kick back
& 22's real small
But it'll bust a pussy negu balls
Now da 38's real special
Cuz it keep da shells, send a pussy to da hell
But fuck dat shyt
U kno wat it iz
Dnt u cross my line
I'm gone hit u wit da stick
Psychology, u gone honor it
Please respect my mind
Or I get real violent
Let's goooo
Art of war
I can paint pictures
Wit my trigger finger
Neva seen a nigga
Move like this
Hold my gun tight wit my right wrist
Ima reload wit my left wrist
Dnt u talk shyt dats a kill switch
Put ah pussy negu in all pulpit
I'll take flight like a cockpit
Betta cop deuces
Betta drop it
I'm surgical wit da rocket
& I'm heavy just like a onxy
I'm frontline and I'm popping
I'm da definition not a option
Blatt blatt blatt
Growing up I was shooter
Catch da cut wit any gun
I ain't tote da stick for fun
Make a pussy negu run
Handle bidness wen I come
I was yung so was dumb
Dese days I run wit god
But I'll still hit ya wit dat rod
Growing up I was shooter
Catch da cut wit any gun
I ain't tote da stick for fun
Make a pussy negu run
Handle bidness wen I come
I was yung so was dumb
Dese days I run wit god
But I'll still hit ya wit dat rod