lirik lagu westside gunn – mr. fuji
[intro: westside gunn]
yo, f~ck these n~ggas, yo
f~ck ’em
[?] going out screaming on these n~ggas
i’m a f~ckin legend
get the f~ck outta here, yo
[verse 1: westside gunn]
[?] it better be
hitting brick with the petegry
[?] never be
i got some n~ggas that’ll shoot your kids, for an extra key
no heart n~ggas
[?]
i pop up like the undertaker
[?] when it break up
money machines running like team jamaica
[?] left a n~gga broke on the bottom bunk bed
[?] rock bottom, n~gga
[?]
[?]
i f~ck around and hit any n~gga
i’m jake, not jigga, n~gga
that’s conway, i’m more like biggs, n~gga
listening to big, n~gga
weighing up some big, n~gga
my n~gga did 10
he came home looking like [?]
32 shots’ll flip ya
flip your baby mama
flip your grandmama
my n~gga did 5
came home looking like [?]
what up, my n~gga?
[verse 2: conway the machine]
[?] with the extra [?]
bought some soda for my guy so he can stretch the work
i bet it hurt for n~ggas to see me [?]
[?] con look at your face, you aren’t marketable, it’ll never work
now t’s with my face on it, top selling shirts
i’ve got mills in different countrys, boy watch how a n~gga work
keelo necklace on my shirt
smith and wesson work
i’m shooting on one leg, [?] dirt
[?]
have a n~gga wacked before my breakfast finished
[?] we in the kitchen cheffin [?] cook smoke
i let him keep the pot with all the extras in it
it’s getting spooky for these rappers, right?
cause they already know that we don’t rap it like
they know they ain’t half as nice
i ain’t even have to write
[?] living this afterlife
[?]
[?] the brick, white go for [?]
had to throw the ice in the ro ro
ruffalo n~gga with a sean price [?]
[verse 3: smoke dza]
they throwing salt, mr. fuji, huh
they must want a n~gga flip, make a movie, huh
it’s pimp or die, you know these hoes out here choosing up
you wanna take pictures with rappers, male grupie, huh
all my n~ggas hit the streets, f~ck going check to check
you got no money in your pockets, yet you fresh to death
kush god b~tch, best of the best
got the work bustin through your city like the lex express
he tryna get [?]
the moment he started rubbing me raw
i told him you die in a droubt if you wait in a storm
in other words, i payed for his bond
no damb favors, these grams like [?]
landscaping the game, you can’t save it
natural heal, but a fan favorite
here to f~ck up the fun, they ain’t f~cking with son
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