Put Down the Guns lyrics

by

Juicy J


[Intro]
Ain't no more G code, n*gga
I broke that sh*t
Let's get it

[Verse]
Only a few real n*ggas gonna last in this game man
Easier to die than to get a real job
Now I'm thinking what the f*ck is the motherf*ckin' problem
n*ggas steal, n*ggas kill, n*ggas shoot, n*ggas rob
Everyday I ask God when this sh*t gonna stop
When the people wake up, when the thugs leave the block
When they see the whole world and live without a lie
sh*t ain't hard man, pimpin' and you watch
Most of y'all n*ggas bust with a family with the money
Man I used to be a slave, ain't a damn thing funny
Only thought of Martin Luther King
Gotta be more than the motherf*ckin' dream
As I sit back man and my heart start to beat
And I inhale this weed and I just start to think
Why everybody judging motherf*ckin' cover
Won't look at you but he tell you that he loves you
sh*t's real easy when you're hiding all your feelings
Man I want the whole world man, motherf*ck a million
Motherf*ck the pus*y man, shootin' with the guns
Fight with your hands and put down the guns
You f*ckin' b*tch
[Outro]
It's that quick knowledge
n*gga got the speech impediment all that
I don't give a f*ck what you feel
Understand it n*gga
Based World n*gga, Based World all day
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