GOD AND GUNS
WE LAY BY CHOPPAS
BITCH WE SHOOT FOR FUN
WONT HAVE NO ONE’s
YOU CAME TO JUMP
ILL EMPTY ALL MY GUNS
COME DRAW THE CHALK
BITCH WHAT YOU BOUT
I HEARD YOU FROM THE SOUF
Bitch run yo mouth
It won’t be long
This pistol in yo mouf
You bound the cross line
So toot that iron
You do tha anyway?
Won’t let you buss my mind
I’m hard to find
Jus know I’m round the way
Won’t press a nigga quick to send a blitz
It come from separate ways
Pull on side em with the K
I heard he a lot to say
What ya heard
I’m with my Niggas chillin ridin da curb
AINT worried bout my phone
THATS why I got it on do not disturb
Tweeting bout that fight
My cousin want his brains
Right side the curb
Pistol take yo life
So jus think twice
For why you choose you words
The way that I slide
Man these niggas wanna kill me
I talk out my body I know they ion feel me
Got niggas who plotting
They planing they zip me
Ima hide in the bushes so niggas can’t see me
Got niggas with rifles who pop up on tv
SWEAR these bitches be sleep
Tell em cop my new CD
I ain’t worried bout shi
Tell that bitch to come see me
If the bitch wanna fight
Ima make sure his top bleed
Like awwwww
What makes you wanna fuck with 38
These choppas buss yo mind
And leave you places you ain pose to lay
I told em plenty times
Don’t cross the line
He smoked em anyway
These niggas really dying for sum dimes
But fuck it bring the K
LIKE BITCH
Come up the drac
Ride with a kutta
Get popped in the face
Nigga stepped outta line
Put a bitch in his place
If he think that im lying
Put the bitch in the grave
And these niggas
Won’t speak on the shi that I gave
Ima ride with a glock in my pocket like DAVE
And I’m thanking my god for the life that he Made
Ima make sure
I put the bitch face in his legs
God and Guns
We lay by choppas
Bitch we shoot for fun
Won’t have no ones
You came to jump
I’ll empty all my guns
Come draw the chalk
Bitch what you bout
I heard you from the south
Bitch run yo mouth
It won’t be long
This pistol in yo mouf
You bound the cross line
So toot that iron
You do tha anyway?
Won’t let you buss my mind
I’m hard to find
Jus know I’m round the way
Won’t press a nigga quick to send a blitz
It come from separate ways
Pull on side em with the K
I heard he a lot to say
Off the land
He talk that shi
Well I jus popped his friend
I’m bussing every nigga
Had the nerve to hop right fucking in
Heard he had a baby
But it’s sad because he played again
Talking like he can’t be touched can’t only lead To more revenge
Play like you be bout it watch I pop ya
Pull up buss ya noggin
Pop out holy moly
Shoot like wootie
Claim you bond to toot it
Rolling by my lonely
Could give 2 fucks
For what you say I owe you
Pull up ion know you pop a nigga
Like he said you joccin
God And Guns
We lay by choppas
Bitch we shoot for fun
Won’t have no ones
You came to jump
I’ll empty all my guns
Come draw the chalk
Bitch what you bout
I heard you from the south
Bitch run yo mouth
It won’t be long
This pistol in yo mouf
You bound the cross line
So toot that iron
You do tha anyway?
Won’t let you buss my mind
I’m hard to find
Jus know I’m round the way
Won’t press a nigga quick to send a blitz
It come from separate ways
Pull on side em with the K
I heard he a lot to say
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God & Gunz - 38slutz
