GUNZ GON’ BLOW lyrics

by

Killer Mike


[Pre-Hook]
Young Retchy P, Polo baby Jesus
Baby Jesus, baby Jesus
Young Retchy P, Polo baby Jesus, sh*t
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Young Retchy P, Polo baby Jesus
Clutch the reefers and evade polices, evade polices
Young Retchy P, Polo Baby Jesus, sh*t
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[Verse 1]
Young Retchy P, Polo baby Jesus
Clutch the reefers and evade polices
Baby faces be the b*tches weakness
Know a hoe rock them Giuseppe sneakers
But ya boy the plaintiff
Da$H po'd up, yeah that boy be leanin'
Now a couple white brothers wanna hug my p*nis
Got a little buzz, still I'm fighting demons, fighting demons
Nicotine gotta n*gga fiendin, nicotine gotta n*gga fiendin'
When I know damn well that my heart don't need it
That's what the doctor told me
Tried to f*ck the nurse, you know the doctor horny
n*gga trap so hard, you know the cops is on me
And my friends is phoney, think they plotting on me
f*cking plotting on me
Thought you was my mans, why you plotting on me
We was just smoking on the sour last weekend
At the Four Seasons, f*cking with some Puerto Ricans, f*ck
All these n*ggas straight duck
Let off ten shots like duck
Watch a n*gga pull up in his truck
Hopping out the b*tch like what
Old school pimp
You heard what I said like a old school pimp
This n*gga that I'm with got the old school limp
But that n*gga young as f*ck, that's a burner on the hip
n*gga do the bird walk
All I talk is yola specialize in bird talk
Hitting major licks, you know getting that work off
f*cking hood b*tches that be f*cking with Smirnoff
[Hook x2]
And them gunz gon' blow
n*ggas better hit that floor
All my n*ggas smoke that dope
All my n*ggas smoke that dope
All my n*ggas smoke that dope
And them guns gon blow
And them sh*ts gon blow

[Pre-Hook]
Young Retchy P, Polo baby Jesus
Clutch the reefers and evade polices, evade polices
Young Retchy P, Polo Baby Jesus, sh*t, sh*t
Like

[Verse 2]
Young Retchy P, Polo baby Jesus
Clutch the reefers and evade polices
Getting rich because I'm slanging ether
Popping bottles and I'm slaying skeezers
And them b*tches buzzing
Cross the country, dog its really nothing
Sippin' Acty' I don't do the Tussin'
Smoking Backwoods, always into something
Always into something
Smoking Backwoods, always into something
I spit the sh*t for n*ggas [?]
Smoking on the blunt when the cops behind you
Get your charge and pay that
Or take it on the run if they don't know where you stay at
Like motherf*ck a warrant
Two fingers pointing at the sergeant
n*gga slang that Yay, f*ck what another n*gga say
Anything to get that pay, anything to get that K
I be smoke dope all day, sh*t, sh*t
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[Hook x2]
And them gunz gon' blow
n*ggas better hit that floor
All my n*ggas smoke that dope
All my n*ggas smoke that dope
All my n*ggas smoke that dope
And them guns gon blow
And them sh*ts gon blow

[Pre-Hook]
Young Retchy P, Polo Baby
Baby Jesus, baby Jesus
Young Retchy P, Polo Baby Jesus, sh*t, sh*t
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