lirik lagu dom pachino - gun money
[dom pachino]
aiyo, the game’s over, the break’s over, you fake soldier
go skate posers, we roll heavy in range rovers
address me general, now, i’m not the same soldier
always was a leader, man, always directed
show them how to move, and they always respect it
good looking little n-gga, man, they never expected it
i organize gorillas like a zoo keeper, my vocals get deep in your speaker
we on these streets like sneakers, on they feets like kicks and snares
everywhere you look we there, don’t be shook and scared, when it’s crooks appear
it’s our music that we want you to hear, yeah
such a good hood mentality
whoever thought making music will make a good man a salary
n-gga i been eating good, check my transfat
my dow jones and my nasdaq, check my ascap
i like a little junk in the trunk, my b-tch’s -ss is fat
[hook: dom pachino]
gun money, bail out my dun, money
no honey for hookers that act money
show money, keep getting your dough money
i don’t want it if it’s slow money
fast money, have a blast, money
when it’s all gone, you be looking back in your stash
looking back in your stash, homey
[live brim]
i’m the worm that’s in the rotten apple, to bring here to spit it at you
-ss mold that read it -ssh0l-, without the tabernacle
lyrical constantine, just ask neo
even if he know, my flow is swish without the free throw
in the war, quick to reload, and let three go
i keeps a sawed-off shotty, right under the peacoat
yesterday i went grenade shopping, pull the concaction
for these n-ggas that plotting, i back out that dirty doctrine
spit the twos, you f-cking with some dudes that’s quick to spit the tool
then act a fool, my n-ggas is starving, tell ’em to smack your food
smashing fools how c-ssius do, bash ’em with a jab or two
from castleton avenue, yeah you know just how the savage do
lavish crew n-gga, so quit talking bout who establish who
cuz the kid conduct ceremonies, just like a pastor do
blast your shoe, knee and piece swerving up in the faster crew
f-ck around, taliban, n-gga, that -ss is through
-talking-
[hook]
[bugsy]
g-o-d up in your atmosphere, like buzz lightyear
so i’m coming through the hemisphere, the forecast is not clear
to population living in fear, kennedy curse your fam
you n-ggas know who i am, bugzini n-gga
scientic, prolific, the soldier’s back on a mission
get rid of fake mc’s with no resistance
rid of your existance from point blank distance
rid off all that evidence, forensics can’t trace it
my gun the beehive, the bullets be the k!lla beez
ready to swarm, pull the trigger, k!ll instantly
i melt the mic, with my lava like fluid
or the cobra with that poisonous venom, i’m so ruthless
i hold mics like gravity, holding the nine planets
unleashing verbal comets, take control of your plane
invade the c-ckpit, you trapped in my daily orbit
your life-i’m taking ownership. you mc’s is cornered
now hand over your gun money, b-tch
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