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gun play - pro dillinger & futurewave lyrics

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[intro]
loses courage, yup courage
uh

[verse 1]
leaders of the new school, i could take your life with a deuce*deuce
the holes in your body leakin’ fruit juice
eatin’ good grilled lamb chops with the couscous
this ain’t a joke, i ain’t bruce bruce, i knock your screw loose, real sh*t
n*ggas got court and they don’t shoot hoops
i be knowin’ what’s what and be around, who’s who?
n*gga, you ain’t know, get a blue’s clue
bad sh*t happens every day, sh*t is crucial
you hate me and it’s mutual
step inside the ring, this the terrordome, i’m mad max
bеst of both worlds, half puerto rock and half black
i just took a trip and brought a bag back
shorty dumb toxic, need a hazmat, she crazy, but her ass fat
i been comin’ up, n*ggas gotta gеt past that
play with me, i’m givin’ y’all the work, bring the cash back
big*gun insurance, call it aflac
pull it out my backpack, you n*ggas take your last nap

[chorus]
i make it out one day, i send you to heaven, pray to god like a sunday
i’m in my own lane, we gon’ crash on the one*way
a n*gga takin’ off, you can catch me on the runway
we talk or it’s gunplay
i make it out one day, i send you to heaven, pray to god like a sunday
i’m in my own lane, we gon’ crash on the one*way
a n*gga takin’ off, you can catch me on the runway
we talk or it’s gunplay
[verse 2]
mind your business and don’t come for me
i prefer you n*ggas not to f*ck with me
i’m paranoid and i just bought another piece
i been ’round the way and i’m from up the street
only one dirt, it’s not another me, n*ggas movin’ weird, but i’m sucker free
everything cost, it ain’t nothin’ free
everything sauced, it ain’t nothin’ cheap
everything a mess, it ain’t nothin’ sweet
there’s one thing certain, i’ma f*ckin’ eat
i make a couple bands in a couple weeks
i work hard, but i play harder, this a game starter
n*ggas stuck in the same drama, i just make commas
same crib in the same hood in the same town
i keep your mouth shut, when it’s lit, you don’t speak nada
they tried to take my n*ggas out, but i brought ’em in
i did work, wrote about it later then recorded it
boss dirt, a n*gga gotta die, then i ordered it
i paid the price, made a couple dollars and i’m on to it

[chorus]
i make it out one day, i send you to heaven, pray to god like a sunday
i’m in my own lane, we gon’ crash on the one*way
a n*gga takin’ off, you can catch me on the runway
we talk or it’s gunplay
i make it out one day, i send you to heaven, pray to god like a sunday
i’m in my own lane, we gon’ crash on the one*way
a n*gga takin’ off, you can catch me on the runway
we talk or it’s gunplay

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