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5unna - gunz like osama (bonus) lyrics

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[intro: 5unna]
(aye [?], turn this beat up)
yeah, yeah, yeah, homixide, homixide yeah, gang sh+t, gang sh+t, gang sh+t, gang sh+t
(hahaha)
(jupiter is the solar system’s first planet)

[chorus: 5unna]
yeah, walkin’ on down me i ball like osama
she suckin’ my d+ck but i gotta be cautious
a n+gga keep talkin’ i’ma put that boy under
spinnin’ that block make it hot like the summer
these n+ggas be actin’ like b+tches, yeah
these n+ggas be b+tches
lightskin
stick in the head gonna [?] boy heart
all black chopper while i slide in the hummer
i’ma go get it put that on my momma
yeah i f+cked that b+tch raw i don’t need no condom
f+ck+n+gga playin’ hit his ass with the carbon, yeah
look what your b+tch done started
young n+gga trippin’ gon’ shoot up the party, yeah
any n+gga with me got [?], yeah
any n+gga with me they r+t+rded
[verse 1: bf osama]

we spin slide on opp block, for no reason

say they caught a body and upped the scope but them boys were [?]
n+ggas be better off playin’ with they momma p+ssy

[chorus: 5unna]
yeah, walkin’ on down me i ball like osama
she suckin’ my d+ck but i gotta be cautious
a n+gga keep talkin’ i’ma put that boy under
spinnin’ that block make it hot like the summer
these n+ggas be actin’ like b+tches, yeah
these n+ggas be b+tches
lightskin
stick in the head gonna [?] boy heart
all black chopper while i slide in the hummer
i’ma go get it put that on my momma
yeah i f+cked that b+tch raw i don’t need no condom
f+ck+n+gga playin’ hit his ass with the carbon, yeah
look what your b+tch done started
young n+gga trippin’ gon’ shoot up the party, yeah
any n+gga with me got [?], yeah
any n+gga with me they r+t+rded

[verse 2: 5unna]
gang sh+t, gang sh+t
you can’t hang b+tch
n+gga think he gang b+tch, huh, take his chain quick
gang sh+t, gang sh+t
you can’t hang b+tch
drop top, hittin’ sh+t
f+ck your main b+tch
yeah, i walk up in that club with that glizzy on my hip
f+ck+n+gga think sh+t sweet, ha
f+ck+n+gga think sh+t sweet send his ass to the sky

slide, slide, f+ck+n+gga playin’ got shot in the eye
he got caught out of bounds now his momma gon’ cry
roll up a opp then go on live



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