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Lirik Lagu God And Gunz - Kane And Able F/ Mac

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-Got my nigga Mr Kane aka Stephen King,black rainputting niggas in a bodysling-My nigga Mac the camouflage assassinputting niggas in the motherfucking uhn-You want some motherfucking gangsta shit nigga
Verse 1 (Kane)
Fuck Batman niggas in my hood be robbingClips and techs stole my soul like the Angel of Death, drama left mymama sobbingFucking with Kane catch embalming fluid in the veinsBetter off having a ?? on cocaine cutting your fucking brainAnger, and keep a round live in the chamberIts clear and present dangerWho the bitch made nigga bangerLiving United States of America bullets break the sound barrierShook niggas down to dick licking when I bury ya
Verse 2 (Mac)
If its my fast life, then hit breaks and slow me down GodCause uptown many dead bodies was found GodOn this island that runs along the Mississippi RiverWhen ain't no need in looking in debt cause he deliverFuck strangers, I know niggas who kill family membersYour life is unimportant as Christmas is to DecemberAnd heroin has got niggas on some of them demand shitSome loaded mack 11 in the hand shit
[Chorus]Nigga, have you ever seen the face of deathNigga, have you ever heard the word of GodThese hollow tip bullets be hot like the sunDon't trust no one but your God and your gun
Verse 3 (Abel)
Bitch listen to the words of the south poor righteous teacherI'm a die with hate in my eyesSmoking some reefer with the grim reaperCause niggas on my block is ignorant like SasquatchI cook rhymes and beats like baking soda with rocksIts hysteria when I left your whole block red like ketchupStill running from the popos, but them hoes still can't catch upDon't give a fuck, smoke that sticky til my soul get highMy spirit already dead, waiting for this body to dieCause I'm a thug, who the fuck you second guessingNiggas gone learn they fucking lessonWhen my smith and wesson change they facial expressionNiggas I'm blessing check God's creationMind deep like revelation, murder, hustling my occupation
Verse 4 (Mac)
Affiliation from my nation got niggas pacing from here to RussiaStone crusher, I keep crew under pressureNever settle for lesser the have nots running from crab copsSlanging slab rocks to pay the mad locsAnd lay me down to sleep with my heatPlus some sneakers on my feet just in case my window locks are weakPeace is cool but there'll never beMy mack 11 got you holding more glocks down than Heather B
[Chorus x2]
Verse 5 (Abel)
I'm going out for the paper til its time to meet my makerStraight soldier from the cradle to the hands of the undertakerSon I came to glock battle with kerosene oilSo the shit don't jam and murder plans don't spoilSpirits that read the bible pray to black jesusNecessary for survival so you niggas can't see us
Verse 6 (Mac)
When the sun sets I'm at restThey got bullets to penetrate through your proof vestI stress holding peace,slipping let dying my nigga El puffing a LCrack sales create clientele in hellStreet life what we were giving itLiving it ain't no positive in itForever ignorant, let us pray Lord