I buss my guns for the one I love Buss my guns for the one I love I buss my guns for the one I love I buss my guns for the one I love I buss my guns
my blood and I buss my guns for the one I love [NaShawn (chorus)] Buss my guns for the one I love I buss my guns for the one I love I buss my guns for
from hip hop genocide Medication in my cup because my flow sick Got a syringe in my draws, call it dope dick And my girls say you niggas can't fuck with me Check my
side) Buss di dance (East side) buss di dance (West side) Buss di dance (North side) buss di dance (South side) Buss di dance (My side) buss di dance Buss
to fight and anyone in my path will die today By my AK!!! (Gunshot!!!) AK!!! (Gunshot!!!) AK!!! (Gunshot!!!) AK!!! (Gunshot!!!) Verse 1: Have you ever spent one day on my
a dem a fraud Oonu come through oonu betta call in national guard (BOOM!) Don't even ask I had to go dig in my stash And pull out somethin that will
Man Tana Y'all clowns don't wanna fuck around pana Puffin pounds of marijuana wit my entourage Camouflage in the silent fog getting charged so we'll party dark Terror Squad my
dillinger in the sleave If my gun jam, you niggas squeeze on me You niggas them cats got the code-d's on me I'm on to my off game, leave the stadium for
gooba) Yuh nuh hear seh dat we get we gun diploma Shot will mek yuh big head fly wey like witch deh pon a brooma Sound from mi gun buss and a give yuh
[Pusha T - Chorus] Doing my thing, pocket full of green hand on my d-ck in my thousand dollar jeans your girl a Queen, my girl a thing you know what though
it's trapped inside a rubber Should I flush that hoe out? To use again? Well it depends do I have another one I cuss for fun Too cool to have to buss a gun
Their Kidz" If my enemies love their kids only if my enemies love their kids If my enemies love their kids If my enemies love their kids only if my enemies
, that's what the hell I do You don't like how I'm living, well FUCK YOU! This is the dope game, and I'm in it My nigga G, will fuck you up in a minute
, it's my turn to buss And make weak muthafuckas turn to dust And if you weak you die in the streets of Chi It's deep drive by my bullets fly in the seat
those haters want me to be Take the good the bad hit my knees set me free Make the bad good, put that on my leather and wood Cinderella with my fellas
you think is runnin' this Mama, and who's the first to shoot that gun in this Mama, drama, layin' No Limit and when its intended my hands all up in
gun babe) I've got your gun, (I got your gun, I got your gun) Uuuh, and it's loaded with all my love. (hey, I got your gun, I got my love) Uuuh, have
give a fuck) [Times 3] So im livin my last like (I dont give a fuck) [Verse 2] I always had dreams to make a mill I fullfilled my dream, my new plan