prayers, or head 'Cause we done fucking these same bitches And you know they talk, and the pillows be my witness My forgiveness, niggaz can't be this stupid It's gun talk
prayers, or head Cause we done fucking these same bitches And you know they talk, and the pillows be my witness My forgiveness Niggaz can't be this stupid It's gun talk
Oversættelse: Ja Rule. Gun Talk (feat. Blackchild).
Oversættelse: Ja Rule. Gun Talk.
head Cause we done fucking these same bitches And you know they talk, and the pillows be my witness My forgiveness Niggaz can't be this stupid It's gun talk
, or head Cause we done fucking these same bitches And you know they talk, and the pillows be my witness My forgiveness Niggaz can't be this stupid It's gun talk
rawhide Front line is pussy, call off sides I'm focus but my hand is cross-eyed I left my gun home, here borrow mine Pop the nine like a judge 'All rise' This gun
HOOK : x2 So you wanna really know what's real on the mik' My little homie Pac lost his life East Coast, West Coast, gun talk rules Cocaine, big wheels
but she carries a big gun She walks softly but she carries a big gun She walks softly but she carries a big gun She walks softly but she carries a big gun
[Chorus - Lil Wayne] X2 Hey See me point the gun at y'all, me no play Me come for murder them on the cowboy way Me lick a shot sprayed from me set me
ain't trippin', I know Drizzy gon' kill 'em I'm sticking to the script like lint on denim Mama said if the rules ain't bent don't bend 'em Real nigga talking
and mink coats Light up canoes, till titanics, I sink ships Love doing bitches with pink lips, call me Padre Talk shit with a gun in my hand call me
you want drama with The dynasty, Amil, Bleek, Jigga and Sigel, Desert Eagle dawg, who else but me? Roc ears, Roc-wears, bandannas and white tees Me without a gun
wish I would have known 'cause I'd have kissed my Momma goodbye I didn't tell her that I loved her or how much I cared or thank my Pops for all the talks
fuckin em up with me gun gun blast PUMPIN THIS LEAD FUCKIN em up with me gun gun blast PUMPIN THIS LEAD fuckin em up with me gun gun blast PUMPIN THIS
real worldwide, breakin' all the rules She like a song played again and again That girl like somethin' off a poster That girl is a dime they say That girl is a gun
-Da You Can kiss Your Ass Goodbye (D-Block, D-Block, D-Block, D-Block) La-Da-Da Da-Da-Da [Sheek louch] Hey yo, i talk shit like i wanna talk, (Yeah)
I'ma go how you get You better watch out if you walk the streets Cuz if you ain't got money then talk is cheap You wanna walk with me talk with me bark