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lirik lagu blac youngsta feat. 42 dugg – gun smoke (feat. 42 dugg)

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i was raised on
keep actin’ like i’m r~t~rded, p~ssy n~gga, you know what i’m sayin’
keep actin’ like i ain’t like we ain’t

been shoot that motherf~ckin’ fire, n~gga
you know what i’m sayin’, every n~gga that played with me died, p~ssy

gang, gang, gang, big stepper, you can’t do no show in my city
yeah, yeah, rich get p~ssy
you know we gon’ shoot them glocks
got off them shots and we catch ’em
i’m brought up on murder sh~t
that murder sh~t my profession (gang, gang)
i try keepin’ that sh~t professional but them n~ggas test me (okay)
that lil promo run you doin’ on me, get you left in the desert (promo)
i know blood gon’ shoot that fire
’cause he r~t~rded, he special (brrat)
i know cuz’ gon’ take some out for
me quick, why he a professional (facts)
last n~gga shot at me, that sh~t didn’t go successful
free my charles partner, he got caught up with a dirty k
i’m the godfather, know them bloods gon’ move whenever i say
p~ssy n~gga, i’ma stand all over you sh~t with this dirty drink (brrt)
you know i know where your mammy
stay, and where your brother stay (b~tch)
i buy guns up out the store and shoot on my opps every day (brrt)
i don’t tolerate no pistol play
boy you’ll get shot in the face (whew, whoo)
i just dodged my case
murder on my, murder on my, murder on my mind
been whackin’ n~ggas in the city, ‘fore i whackin’ n~ggas out of town
i can’t keep up with your bodies, you in lost and found (found)
i can’t keep up with that p~ssy, she in lost and found (found)
you found it yet?

he say, can’t give a f~ck ’bout what they say (gang, gang)
gun smoke, shoot ’em two times in the head (hrrrt)
green light, shoot that b~tch while he on red (bow)
bsi, he a rat, thats what i read (gang, gang)
first degree, you know all my opps, they dead (gang)
if they not, swear to god they gon’ be dead
i swear to god!
what you finna do?
watch this

go ‘head and leave some, b~tch, this blow me down as you around
she probably need some, b~tch, i ain’t trippin on no label, b~tch
i’m doin’ fiend numbers, and i got that green comin’
everywhere like hot spot
shoot a n~gga dead, i ain’t do no drive by
top five, dead or alive~live
free skeet, n~ggas bang but they don’t slang, i’m yellin’ free meech
dive in her, knee deep, yeah, n~gga, big fours
i was probably out here slangin’ while you was gettin’ phones
got a lame, sent her home, b~tch you with the gang now
i don’t care who actin’ to show, just get my chain now
left sh~t the road, the same route
seventy~five, main south
sell the lines, two~fifty (red)
what you need?
gang, gang, gang, gang

still on that murder sh~t (gang, gang)
depending how good the vibe is, i might murder sh~t (pew, pew)
i see the opps, i turn this clean stick to a dirty stick (hrrt)
you run up on me, i shoot you down, don’t give a f~ck who you is (no)
young n~gga, he pullin’ up in this dump truck and shooting sticks
my chopper got a cooler kit, i’m on that shooter sh~t
went against the gang, you got hit up, you thought you was sl!ck (faw)
i’m on that cut throat
south memphis sh~t, that sh~t get you k!lled (hrr)
how could your posse go ‘gainst me when i taught you off the rip?
i know three n~ggas thats beneath me thats reachin’ for my chips
my cousin died, my n~gga died, so i can’t slip (so i can’t slip)
i told my b~tch ‘fore she go to bed
put on that silk (put on that silk)
can’t buy your dope from me in person, i’m gon’ ship (i’m gon’ ship)
you know this glock on my hip come with hollow tips (brrt)
even though i sip, the doctors told me “do not sip,” but i still sip
i bet you this chopper make you flip
you gon’ still slip (gang, gang, gang)
before i met t~cannon, he was crip, and he still crip
i bust down my ap just like tip, its a field trip (f~ck youngsta)
he say, can’t give a f~ck ’bout what they say
gun smoke, shoot ’em two times in the head (hrrrt)
green light, shoot that b~tch while he on red (bow)
psi, he a rat, that’s what i read (gang, gang)
first degree, you know all my opps, they dead (gang)
if they not, swear to god they gon’ be dead
i swear to god!


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