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lirik lagu gunplay - chillin' n killin'

[intro]
chilling and k!lling

[chorus]
they still printing money try and get you some
they still making guns go on and get you one
i suggest you get you one
i suggest you get you one
they still printing money try and get you some
they still making guns go on and get you one
i suggest you get you one
i suggest you get you one

[verse 1]
blue hunnid dollar bills you think i’m cripping
banana on a stick you think i’m slipping
booty big, softer than ma leather seats
quick, to slap you with my hand
bout ma paper feet swinging
chicken solo fake one you a duck back
he took it home and opened it like what the f-ck n-gg-
insta-thugging thinking i won’t set them up
i send my b-tch in yo dm and get you stuck yeah
i’m mack daddy, i’m dack strap
i’m dat riddy shout out ma n-gg- mustard heavy that
i got a itchy trigger finger itching constant
i’m still that junky jilt that lost his conscience

[hook]
they still printing money try and get you some
they still making guns go on and get you one
i suggest you get you one
i suggest you get you one
they still printing money try and get you some
they still making guns go on and get you one
i suggest you get you one
i suggest you get you some

[verse 2]
i’m still jamming plugs and i ain’t running off
a n-gg- got asthma i can’t run that long
ima shove this f-cking tech right down your f-cking neck
ima catch a charge hit the boss calling home collect (h-llo)
six figure bond paid it like a bond
my co-defendant p-ssy and he played the part
i did voodoo and the victim never came to court
b-tch n-gg- be the one i put the makeup on
they never stop making guns get you one
they never stop making ones get you some
got a empty stomach with a full ranch
ima hit you up and i don’t care who watching

[verse 3]
i got the ak-47 from the devil himself
got this pot from the d-boy who serving 30 to death
trapped out my mama house till she found my bond
my big cousin said f-ck it come and count these ones
so much money in my face look like i ran in the bank
i was only 15 whipping a 4 in the saint
you outta sync petty paper b-tch we after the brink
i’m from the slums full of drugs n-gg-s die by the link
got a hunnid round extendo even when it ain’t beef
still f-cking up foreigns even when it ain’t lease
shout out to the robbers who still think i’m a slip
and shout out to the choppers with the tape on the clip

[hook]
they still printing money try and get you some
they still making guns go on and get you one
i suggest you get you one
i suggest you get you some

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