buss my gun

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buss my guns for the one i love

i buss my guns for the one i love

i buss my guns for the one i love

i buss my guns for the one i love

yo' do you wanna live or do you wanna die

i'll throw you off the bridge wit a bullet in ya eye

like a river in tha sky

you'll be floatin in tha air

got to see ur mother cry at the wake of tha year

i'll give her a hug and tell her be strong then

smack her in tha face wit a fourty-four long

i know i be wrong

dats how i get it on

i hope yall acknowledge the hook on this song

i got macs and tecs

snug

revovlers

oozies

i got 'em

gauge no problem

calicos

aks

357's

nine milly's trey aint send you to heaven

i gave my lady a 380

a 22

a two five

bitch went crazy

popin forever

one for all

bravehearted we stand nigga fuck all yall

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buss my guns for the one i love

i buss my guns for the one i love

i buss my guns for the one i love

i buss my guns for the one i love

yo' stop playin i'm layin for my dawgs

i would die for

cabbage patch this niggas

souls in the sky more

shots rang

glocks bang

hot thangs

leave 'em wit his watch and rang

stop and aim

i'm hot top soil get my rocks off

for my family

you a corpse

what you thought

for my seeds i even let the wrong man bleed

sit there wit tha right one and give 'em three

see me

don't think cause i'm on tv

dat a nigga won't massacre ya family

i love guns

and bustin 'em off for loved ones

get it done

big or small one even for funds

i love cash

for loot

i kill yo' ass

brains through tha roof of tha coupe

i watch the blood splash

and i hate most dudes dat aint my blood

and i buss my guns for the one i love

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buss my guns for the one i love

i buss my guns for the one i love

i buss my guns for the one i love

i buss my guns for the one i love

i buss guns for the ones i love

i leave a nigga leakin for somethin

them guns straight quicker and quicker

he seek its comin

my nigga jung

jumpin on niggas

da shells is dumpin

no fingerprints

shoot again these muthafuckas don't make sense

sayin dat me and my niggas can't win

why

see tha guns pointed at ya face

plus ya clique surrounded cause they fake

they die

see my attitude

bust a

muthafucka for food

now i'm mad at you

hit you then i toss tha tool

never sober

shoot niggas and run 'em ova

gee wiz

bh

i'ma test a qb soldier

i run away wit yo' head in my arms

like brett favre them muthafuckas take to tha streets

them bravehearts

shootin on these

muthafuckin faggots

go 'head nigga pull ya gun i'ma grab it then

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buss my guns for the one i love

i buss my guns for the one i love

i buss my guns for the one i love

i buss my guns for the one i love