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gun smoke - stunna 4 vegas lyrics

[intro: stunna 4 vegas]
*cross the line, and it’s gun smoke*

[chorus: stunna 4 vegas}
a n*gga crossed that line, it’s gun smoke
b*tch, we bust poles (yeah)
and cut throat (boom, boom)
we deliver beef right to your front door (right to your front door)
might get to tweakin’ in this b*tch, we make the people call the po*po
i’m tryna t*shirt me some sh*t
we turn an opp into a low*go (to a low*go)
gun on my right hip, if sh*t go wrong (pew)

[verse 1: stunna 4 vegas]
he crossed that line, i bust it (uh)
i still be on that f*ck sh*t, every n*gga with me clutchin’ (on gang, bah, bah)
b*tch, get up (alright, b*tch, get up)
uh, we won’t give no f*cks
dirty stick clip hold a hunnid (brrt)
i give her d*ck, and keep it coming (uh)
he says “it’s up”, we put him under (let’s go)
extention clips, i got a bunch
won’t go for sh*t, go ask, my momma (on gang)
we spin back to back, like dj drama
**lyrics still in progress.**

- stunna 4 vegas lyrics

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