| YEAA
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| Better back up off me nigga never no soft your boy’ll stop your heartbeat
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| While you out in the street yellin out what you fittin to do to me in the middle of your speech ima sweep you off your feet, to sleep
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| Fuckin with these thugs
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| thinkin ya’ll don’t bleed blood
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| Ima make you a believa pop pop, what you receiva
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| A mothafuckin bullet from my automatic pistol, hit you him too,
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| and all the rest of them niggas that you got wit ya
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| I’m collected and quiet
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| but surpise nigga i get lock
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| jumpin out of that rugged dump it fittin to show these niggas a little somethin
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| Reppin shit for bone thugs, nigga don’t test mine to the redline
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| but like my Bone Thug niggas they ball show me the light, the light
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| Caught in the line of fire boy if you want to and a nigga gon be on your ass like skunk’s funk pew
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| I grab my dick let my nuts swang from my thang
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| if you’s a anybody killa nigga, let the bullets rain
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| We be puttin em straight cause if you ain’t you don got into some shit
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| with the thuggish, ruggish bloody murda click
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| Ima stay fuckin em up with me gun gun blast
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| Ima stay fuckin em up with me gun gun blast
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| Ima stay fuckin em up with me gun gun blast
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| ima stay fuckin em uo with me gun gun blast
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| Undercover man, how you want it man
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| Ima fool on the loose with a gun in hand
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| I got a sure shot aim for the runnin man
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| that’ll stop you in the tracks when I’m dumpin man, they did somethin man
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| Niggas talk real loud words fly out they mouth when you ain’t around
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| talkin like a nigga stole they style when a nigga show up these niggas bow down
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| Pound for pound from the shoulders nigga I’m the coldest little soldier
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| these niggas are ruthless I’m takin you niggas believe i got somethin for ya,
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| in the holsta
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| In the bushes cocked, up on the porch i got a gauge and glock
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| corner to corner this thing on lock yea it’s hot on this block
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| Nigga got everything short a cannons wild n out but i ain’t Nick Cannon
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| nigga got M-11s SR-15s and i plan to let niggas have it Fuck this rappin, if it come down to it nigga disrespectin what’s happnin
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| my family my money my thugs myself my nigga i’m flat out blastin
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| Countin out caskets on you bastards smashin if I’m ever forced to bring the
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| action
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| ima ride down i’m pistol packin we can definetly get it crackin
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| Old fashioned like the wild west Ghetto Cowboy nigga 06
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| fake niggas and real niggas in the real world just don’t mix
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| I’m a hundred proof, want a taste?
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| take it to the head or the face wrong place you can do it Never met a sucka nigga runnin with a thugga, not in the game
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| nigga runnin with a thuggish ruggish in my range
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| Better do my damn thing and lift ya mayne
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| bitch won’t leave the same way you came
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| We soldiers tight put up your stripes we’ll rip them off
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| slash somebody back with a attitude that right
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| I’m sick with the money spent on bullet proof nigga fight fight
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| Handle that, nigga handle that give back to the music fuck that fuck that
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| reach back throw back everybody in the car gotta lean back
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| See now the game was soft so we back
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| hit em in the head with a relapse
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| Younger than most of you niggas so what? |
| you die you die if i decide
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| then we ride
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| If it’s on you rock a bye bye
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| thuggstas straight up warned you will, obey mine
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| Oh we will ride yes we ride in the nightime
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| it really don’t matter get high up in the daylight
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| Thuggstas no fools we know the rules
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| don’t get too close with the attitude, do, cause ooo won’t
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| like how i give it to ya |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Gun Blast, artist - Bone Thugs-N-Harmony. Album song Strength & Loyalty, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп