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Yeah. My brothers in this bitch. My brothers in this bitch. Yeah, yeah. Yeah, yeah. That's Demon. Yeah, yeah. Yeah, yeah. Yeah. Lost so many niggas, I can't put my Gun away. Used to be my bro, these streets Done took my trust away. All these niggas lurkin', I can't put my gun Away. Had to cop the Taurus, police took my Drum away. My gun away, I can't put my Gun away. Paranoid red lights, Where I can't put my gun away. Say you want me, say you lurkin', I can't Put my gun away. Nigga, I be straight out West where you can't Put your gun to me. I got thoughts on My mind, I can't forget about you. It's just me and you and we don't really Need a crew. She get hectic, I ain't trippin' 'bout the things we do. It's just me and you. Just keep that shit Between me and you. Drivin' through the streets, hope I don't see the Lights. See the lights. Put my bitch on game, she gotta see the She gotta see the lights. Shootouts on the Fourth of July, Be easy. We don't play no games, You best be smooth and keep it breezy. Too much been goin' on, I'm tryna right my Wrongs. Pistol on my side like, "Who life you on?" I been shot at many times and like I Got me a clone. Wonder who gon' do it if my life go Wrong. Lost so many niggas, I can't put my Gun away. Used to be my bro, these streets Done took my trust away. All these niggas lurkin', I can't put my gun Away. Had to cop the Taurus, police took my Drum away. My gun away, I can't put my Gun away. Paranoid red lights, Where I can't put my gun away. Say you want me, say you lurkin', I can't Put my gun away. Nigga, I be straight out West where you can't Put your gun to me. I remember bein' dead broke with the same clothes. Now it's Gucci boxers and I'm never with the Same hoes. Hustle duckin' police, Tryna trick me with them plainclothes. She said she get with me, ain't no stress Like, "Where the band go?" I just tell her, "Baby, relax, got lingerie, Go change clothes." She say she been through a Lot like Whitney Houston, just a dose. Rub my back and stroke my dreads, I know You askin' for some more. Any time you want it, bae, come through, you Know I got Pa's stroke. Niggas actin' different, fake friendships, What's your angle? I can't let you slide without My blick, you movin' strange, bro. I done lost so many, but Marley knew Ski Read more. So I keep one in the chamber, Gotta see my seed grow. Ayy. Lost so many niggas, I can't put my Gun away. Used to be my bro, these streets Done took my trust away. All these niggas lurkin', I can't put my gun Away. Had to cop the Taurus, police took my Drum away. My gun away, I can't put my Gun away. Paranoid at red lights, Where I can't put my gun away. Say you want me, say you lurkin', I can't Put my gun away. Nigga, I be straight out West where you can't Put your gun to me. My gun away. Paranoid at red lights, where I can't put my Gun away. My gun away.
Brian Fresco, SD — Gun Away
«Gun Away» — Brian Fresco, SD. Читайте текст песни и подпевайте с караоке-подсветкой: строки текста подсвечиваются в такт музыке. Слушайте онлайн бесплатно или скачайте mp3. Длительность записи — 3:30. Жанр — Рэп и хип-хоп.
