Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song I Dont Play with Guns , by - Juicy J. Song from the album Blue Dream & Lean, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 28.11.2011
Record label: TNT
Song language: English
I Dont Play with Guns |
| Gotta go get my nigga Alley Boy |
| Y’all niggas know the business |
| Project Pat |
| We gettin' this money, man |
| Real shit, real spit |
| Let’s go, let’s go, let’s go |
| I don’t gun-play |
| Cause I don’t play with guns |
| Trying to find out where I stay? |
| Bitch, I stay with guns |
| I ride with my guns like I ride with my niggas |
| All my niggas ride with guns and they will kill ya |
| I don’t gun-play |
| Cause I don’t play with guns |
| Trying to find out where I stay? |
| Bitch, I stay with guns |
| I ride with my guns like I ride with my niggas |
| All my niggas ride with guns and they will kill ya |
| These niggas run they mouth |
| Gonna get that ass served |
| Guns on deck; |
| bitch, I keep 'em on reserve |
| Nigga, I’m all over these streets |
| Ho, I’m like the curb |
| Trigger finger itching — |
| I done struck a nerve |
| Asking for this beef, I’mma do the favor |
| Let em get these hollow tips, like he a waiter |
| I’m on my Waka shit, I love them gun sounds |
| Shooting niggas' shit up and shooting niggas down |
| You gonna get what you want bitch, keep asking |
| No need for a funeral, it’s a closed casket (yessir!) |
| Hot bullets on the menu, nigga place your order (yessir!) |
| Then it’s nothin' but yellow tape and news reporters |
| I don’t gun-play |
| Cause I don’t play with guns |
| Trying to find out where I stay? |
| Bitch, I stay with guns |
| I ride with my guns like I ride with my niggas |
| All my niggas ride with guns and they will kill ya |
| I don’t gun-play |
| Cause I don’t play with guns |
| Trying to find out where I stay? |
| Bitch, I stay with guns |
| I ride with my guns like I ride with my niggas |
| All my niggas ride with guns and they will kill ya |
| All of my niggas raw |
| All of my niggas kill |
| Keep the brick licked |
| We were hood-rich before we had a deal |
| All of the homies drawn out, A-Town, working |
| Blown trap. |
| Y’all niggas all rap |
| Put them all up on the map |
| Trigger play all ready |
| Headshots — real talking |
| Add up our word: all the nonbelievers in white chalk |
| Trump nigga, talk shit |
| No one ain’t doing shit |
| I’m still at em nigga |
| Run around on one leg |
| Still safe and 3 6 cleaned up nigga: bullshit |
| 40 bands on each wrist but a pussy nigga ain’t takin shit |
| Money major, straight Drop nigga whole brick |
| I bust for Project and Juicy J like I’m 3 6 |
| I’m on the North side of Memphis |
| You could come get this |
| Shooting 50-round drums at you son of bitches |
| For my riches I’ll murk you on the front porch |
| Blood on my money like that phone on the full floor |
| Pockets used to be malnutrition — Cambodian |
| Come through with a K and sweep your hood like the custodian |
| Throw a couple of bands, throw a couple of bows |
| Who wants to kill for me? |
| Bring em on a couple of shows |
| If you ain’t from my hood, then you can get it quicker |
| My niggas ride with that K since they full of liquor |
| Cause they full of fiends, cause they full of green |
| Stay with this shit, nawmean? |