Lirik Lagu Get Yo Guns - South Park Mexican
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(talking)Yeah man, uh, I'm in the studio with Big FlakeUh huh, that's my nigga, he fin to wreck this bitchYo, we shut them down with Dopehouse RecordsWe're family, we ride together we roll togetherFor you hoes that don't understand it, fuck youKnowI'mtalkingbout, yo, uh
[Big Flake]Big Flake bitch yeah, you know meRide around in my city in a leg-O-DLike, I hit the block with a glock in my prichesFuck the pool shit and I got something for you bitchesThat's all in my space, trying to take a nigga placeBut I ain't with the shit, get the fuck out my faceFuck a case, the hooter can't hold me downI'm 300 pounds, six feet you know me nowAnd show me bitch where the dance at shackGot a cannon on my waist and bitch I blast backGet the last laugh, cause I ain't stopping till I fold youI flip young boys like a ki of sodaIt's the take over, Shut Em Down on the mapAnd we don't give a fuck I drop bombs like a japAnd throwed tracks, and throwed raps, I bust capsNow what y'all little niggas know about thatFirst we click clack, then you hear it go popI'm a young little g and man I can't stopI'm non shalant, so I can't be detectedAnd you heard the ghetto message, and bitch I wrecked itIt's like I resurrected and just came up out the graveCause everytime I grab the mic, all these niggas in a dazeIt's like almighty, when you creep up in the hoodEvery corner you weak, my g's up to no goodIt's understood, my crime stories and dope salesMy nigga Los said, man dope salesYou gone fell, if you try to test thisI'm like daytime T.V., young and restlessCheck the guest list, me and D V.I.P.I'm a cold ass mex call me frostyDon't try to cross me, cause I don't like hoe niggasI bust down the door with a 4-4 niggaDo I like dro no nigga, Big Flake on the loose outHold a grudge with two face niggas fuck they damn troops, bitch
(talking)That's real my niggaFuck these hoe ass niggas
(Chorus - 2x)You bring your boys, I'll bring my boysYou get your guns, I'll get my guns
[South Park Mexican]On the play list, diamond braceletsThen we make hits, V-12's makeshiftSpent a few years in this rap gameSlanging cocaine, nasty sacks sayNiggas I was selling kilos, and elbows withAre the same motherfuckers that I do shows withSmoke indo, and fuck with some thick hoesMy enemies roll deep like some minnowsI'm ?stilloes?, the one you came to for caine foolWhen you got robbed when you had to explain toI can't do the dope, said it beforeDevil in the mic, mesmerized be the rowAs a plan of skills, I'm still cracking rimsI got a beer belly look like I'm having twinsI'm the youngest, mom say I'm the worstThe finest bitch in my school was the fucking nurseOnly heaven knows, what I've been throughIn third grade I got busted with ?hijitsu?Now I rest my head in a hotel roomWith a gun and a bitch and some used balloonsWatching cable half a eight on the tableMix a two liter with four O's of mapleI'm wago ami wathro, come through the back doorAnd went for bout 80 pounds of wacky tabaccoI jack hoes, but now I'm trying to rap thoughMy nextdoor neighbor played for the AstrosAnd last night he hit two home runsEverywhere I go I got at least four gunsI got two plants, that grow under lampsI'm at the club just wishing I could danceMan I got cash, still I'm a quethoI like to watch my dog eat up other dogs and let goI'm murdering, I'll destroy any earthlingChoking on his own blood, gargling and gurglingStep to me, you better be hardI know you motherfuckers remember me from Reveille Park
(Chorus - 4x)
[Big Flake]Big Flake bitch yeah, you know meRide around in my city in a leg-O-DLike, I hit the block with a glock in my prichesFuck the pool shit and I got something for you bitchesThat's all in my space, trying to take a nigga placeBut I ain't with the shit, get the fuck out my faceFuck a case, the hooter can't hold me downI'm 300 pounds, six feet you know me nowAnd show me bitch where the dance at shackGot a cannon on my waist and bitch I blast backGet the last laugh, cause I ain't stopping till I fold youI flip young boys like a ki of sodaIt's the take over, Shut Em Down on the mapAnd we don't give a fuck I drop bombs like a japAnd throwed tracks, and throwed raps, I bust capsNow what y'all little niggas know about thatFirst we click clack, then you hear it go popI'm a young little g and man I can't stopI'm non shalant, so I can't be detectedAnd you heard the ghetto message, and bitch I wrecked itIt's like I resurrected and just came up out the graveCause everytime I grab the mic, all these niggas in a dazeIt's like almighty, when you creep up in the hoodEvery corner you weak, my g's up to no goodIt's understood, my crime stories and dope salesMy nigga Los said, man dope salesYou gone fell, if you try to test thisI'm like daytime T.V., young and restlessCheck the guest list, me and D V.I.P.I'm a cold ass mex call me frostyDon't try to cross me, cause I don't like hoe niggasI bust down the door with a 4-4 niggaDo I like dro no nigga, Big Flake on the loose outHold a grudge with two face niggas fuck they damn troops, bitch
(talking)That's real my niggaFuck these hoe ass niggas
(Chorus - 2x)You bring your boys, I'll bring my boysYou get your guns, I'll get my guns
[South Park Mexican]On the play list, diamond braceletsThen we make hits, V-12's makeshiftSpent a few years in this rap gameSlanging cocaine, nasty sacks sayNiggas I was selling kilos, and elbows withAre the same motherfuckers that I do shows withSmoke indo, and fuck with some thick hoesMy enemies roll deep like some minnowsI'm ?stilloes?, the one you came to for caine foolWhen you got robbed when you had to explain toI can't do the dope, said it beforeDevil in the mic, mesmerized be the rowAs a plan of skills, I'm still cracking rimsI got a beer belly look like I'm having twinsI'm the youngest, mom say I'm the worstThe finest bitch in my school was the fucking nurseOnly heaven knows, what I've been throughIn third grade I got busted with ?hijitsu?Now I rest my head in a hotel roomWith a gun and a bitch and some used balloonsWatching cable half a eight on the tableMix a two liter with four O's of mapleI'm wago ami wathro, come through the back doorAnd went for bout 80 pounds of wacky tabaccoI jack hoes, but now I'm trying to rap thoughMy nextdoor neighbor played for the AstrosAnd last night he hit two home runsEverywhere I go I got at least four gunsI got two plants, that grow under lampsI'm at the club just wishing I could danceMan I got cash, still I'm a quethoI like to watch my dog eat up other dogs and let goI'm murdering, I'll destroy any earthlingChoking on his own blood, gargling and gurglingStep to me, you better be hardI know you motherfuckers remember me from Reveille Park
(Chorus - 4x)
