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gun talk (feat. outlawz & spice 1) - willie d lyrics

da-da-da-da-da-da
da – da – da – da – da
nineteen-m-th-f-ckin-ninety-nine
willie d
retreat or get hit
i’m loved by few, hated by many
but guess what?
i don’t give a sh-t
[ verse 1: willie d ]
f-ck it, in the bucket, ready for the drama
finna heat this m-th-f-cka up like texas in the summer
trauma comin like a cold blue, got your body shakin like jelly
leavin you smelly with bullet wounds to the belly
my adversaries want me dead, my survival’s crucial
i see caskets in your m-th-f-ckin future
if you’re neutral, stay the h-ll away from me, b-tch
cause this rotten n-gg-‘s ain’t never gonna be sh-t
mom did her best, but i guess her best wasn’t good enough
cause i stopped knockin b-tches out when my nuts got bigger
bought me a gun and shot my first n-gg-
trigger-happy laws suck my c-ck-suckin b-lls
i have the paramedics cleanin out your f-ckin drawers
they put my m-th-f-ckin homie in the slammer, black
for a stray shooter and a gramm of crack
d-mn, this track make me wanna eat it up and sh-t it out
pork made when i hit a cop
i’m havin dreams of bl–dy pictures
my adversary makin wishes
but i ain’t sparin them b-tches
i let my gun talk
let it talk, n-gg-
let it, let it, let it, let it
i let my gun talk (2x)
[ chorus: young n-ble

- willie d lyrics

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