Lyrics For The Love Of Guns - Ms. Sancha, Mr. Sancho

For The Love Of Guns

I don’t give a fuck, bitch you betta run
I’m livin' (livin' for the love of my guns muthafucka)
Put the safety off, bustin' till it’s done
I’m livin' for the love of guns
Imma stay unloaded clips, from the LPG
Imma gangsta bitch, not too many tricks can fuck with this
So think twice before you wanna start some shit
Roll a 6−4, gotta lotta dough, gotta sharper blow
Gotta 9 millimeter, got a clean .44, that’ll blast your ass
If you take the chance, Ms. Sancha needs cash
And she wants it fast
Give me all that you got homeboy
'Cause this cuete that I got ain’t a toy
It packs nothin' but hot lead
Throw yo head, make one funny move
And your ass is dead
And yes it gets me off, when I hear the shots
It makes me cum when I feel it pop
Nothin' like the sound of my 9 or a Glock
Besides a down vato with a big held cock
I don’t give a fuck, bitch you betta run
I’m livin' (livin' for the love of my guns muthafucka)
Put the safety off, bustin' till it’s done
I’m livin' for the love of guns
Sancho muthafucka, with a gangsta twist
I’m here to represent the south with a gangsta bitch
We double team the competition and don’t need the ammunition
So she can rock the cock, while I cock the Glock
Pop, pop drop your body 'cause it won’t stop
Drop another beat
Guaranteed to be hot
If you wanna chance to threat
Fuck up
And I’ll never hesitate to put a hole in your chest
You best run and hide, homie you won’t survive
I got Sancha and a niña puto, ready to ride
'Cause we live up the gun, and can up the gun
We still ride it to the death homie, there’s no where to run
Low-Pro representing pitbulls on the loose
Fuck a truce, Sancho breaking all of the rules, fool
I don’t give a fuck, bitch you betta run
I’m livin' (livin' for the love of my guns muthafucka)
Put the safety off, bustin' till it’s done
I’m livin' for the love of guns
, while I’m giving you head
Feria too, think I’m playin' fool?
I don’t give a fuck throw you in a blood pool
The sound of my gun make my pussy lips drool
It gets me wet, it makes me sweat
Let it go wild bitch, you won’t regret
'Cause my gunshots flyin, and these sorry vatos always dying
So go ahead keep tryin'
Fuck you if you ain’t 619ing
Ain’t got no time, ain’t got nothin' else on my mind
Besides robbin suckers, who think that Sancha is their lover
I got a heart of glass, so give it up ese
Give me all your stash, 'cause I don’t want no love
I got enough motherfuckers that I wanna fuck
But right now makin' love to my gun
Bitch you betta run fast, hide, or duck
I don’t give a fuck, bitch you betta run
I’m livin' (livin' for the love of my guns muthafucka)
Put the safety off, bustin' till it’s done
I’m livin' for the love of guns
I don’t give a fuck, bitch you betta run
I’m livin' (livin' for the love of my guns muthafucka)
Put the safety off, bustin' till it’s done
I’m livin' for the love of guns