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with my gun - propr boyz lyrics

[intro: ruben slikk]
yeah
slikk, slikk, slikk, slikk
mclean, codeine, codeine
codeine, codeine

[chorus: ruben slikk]
i rob you with my gun
you call 911
see how fast i run
these crackers ain’t gon’ come
i rob you with my gun
you call 911
see how fast i run
these crackers ain’t gon’ come
i rob you with my gun
you call 911
see how fast i run
these crackers ain’t gon’ come
i rob you with my gun
you call 911
see how fast i run
these crackers ain’t gon’ come

[verse 1: ruben slikk]
ran around the city with the beam on ?
bad b*tches see me and they all wanna f*ck
catch your boy with the d*mn work out the street
you got to skip(?) me and you ’bout to meet me
black mask on black tee with ?
catch you at the party black chain yes indeed
finna sn*tch that sh*t, finna sn*tch your chain
finna sn*tch your gold
b*tch i am the mane
b*tch at the d*mn carol city spot
carol mob shawty and you know the block hot
but i still don’t givе a f*ck
even next day
finna sell that b*tch to china lady
chinеse b*tch finna buy my rock
i don’t give a f*ck
on my c*ck she suck
with her ch*nky eyes, busts a nuts all in ’em
looking like my tears when i busts a nuts all in ’em
[chorus: ruben slikk & mike dece]
rob you with my gun
you call 911
see how fast i run
these crackers ain’t gon’ come (yeah)
i rob you with my gun
you call 911 (yes)
see how fast i run (swagger)
these crackers ain’t gon’ come

[verse 2: mike dece]
glock and a clip
robbing a b*tch
coke in my nose and i hop in a zip
loud for the pimp they caught when i skip
her p*ssy is open i have in that sh*t
i proper i sniff
i rob her and dip
take all her money and cop a new whip
[?]
i’m hitting that b*tch while i’m hitting a l!ck
b*tch, b*tch, b*tch, b*tch, motherf*cking wh0re
i take all her money and bust a fat nut all up on your motherf*cking floor
at the store, i take out my pistol and i hit her
looks like tonight i got a five course dinner
i’m a robber with no remorse, pistol of course
missile a d*ck of a horse
money and porsche
it is no longer yours
murderous k!ller with torch
i just want more
take out a paper with flavor like straight at the source
and i twist all you b*tches with pistols up out of the kitchen i said it before
dumb sl*t, the money is mine, the money is mine
i don’t got no f*cking time, no f*cking time
take that sh*t
when i arrive, when i arrive
you call the cops and they will die, yes they will die, yeah
[chorus: ruben slikk]
i rob you with my gun
you call 911
see how fast i run
these crackers they won’t come
i rob you with my gun
you call 911
see how fast i run
these crackers they won’t come
i rob you with my gun
you call 911
see how fast i run
these crackers they won’t come
i rob you with my gun
you call 911
see how fast i run
these crackers they won’t come

- propr boyz lyrics

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