Gun jam with blast skin#

I bring it to niggas looking as if they want trouble I send they body flipping around like a stunt double Forget about the fighting, scrapping, squabing, bucking I'll squeeze the piece you jumping, dodging, ducking Squatting under trucks and screaming 'that nigga's bluffing' (you bluffin') I cuff my nuts while cussing 'don't trust him' I round up Runyan, Dave, Wood and Nico My nigga Big I and Mal' letting the heat blow Heat seek hoes got A&E closed Cause you keep shooting at me and missing like Shaq's free-throws You gotta get a little closer if you wanna try Pistol whip a soldier, with a missile on his shoulders We can fold or blow your brick house into some tiny boulders A grimy, older cat will leave you with a tiny odor I'm doggish, you feeling froggish, then leap bitch My car is right across the street bitch and (I'm gonna get my gun!) My whole outfit count clips, get your house lit the fuck up Your spouse shit, and your mouse clip Better bounce, bitch, countless, slugs I'mma send Watch you holler when the hollow tips go through your skin I'm in love with the sin, tell Bugz I'mma see him When I cock back, right, I’ll put your blood on your friends Make a rug outta him, bust a slug on his chin Ain't going nowhere like the drugs outta Kim I'm a psycho icon, a mightful might bomb Get a eye full of lead when I slight your lights out With a street cleaner, wipe your life out Bullets gnaw at your ears, like a Tyson fight bout Fuck the night clout, guns, clips. I'm mass murderer, pack burners to blast further then you can get My shit be shooting through bricks I mix anything together, I done guillotine a nigga Keep a heater that pop clips with seventeen or better I'll be severing heads, I'm in everyone's nightmare A nigga that can never ever be scared of the feds Send the niggas that'll fuck with you Stab and brass knuckle you Then have you in the public, there's nothing that you can do Enough with you're motherfucking tough talk, you're soft Get you're balls blew off, from a sawed-off, I'm raw dog Crazier then all y'all, wet you like the navy when I'm angry You'll never catch me hanging in a Narc's car All I have is thought of, breathing evil Desert Eagles will eat through people When I see you I'mma heat your beef slow Fuck being peaceful, the piece in the vehicle and (I'm gonna get my gun!) This motherfucker's popping that shit Nah, fuck that, I'll be right back (fuck you) (I'm gonna get my gun!) Nah, motherfucker, fuck you You ain't disrespecting me like that (I'm gonna get my gun!) Walk to the room, sixteen shot clip Bitch, how you like that (I'm gonna get my gun!) Bet you ain't know that I'm strapped Nice one, bitch, this is my gat (I'm gonna get my gun!)

Gun jam with blast