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bravehearts - buss my gun lyrics

(feat. nashawn)

[nashawn (chorus)]
buss my guns for the one i love
i buss my guns for the one i love
i buss my guns for the one i love
i buss my guns for the one i love

[verse 1]
yo’ do you wanna live or do you wanna die
i’ll throw you off the bridge wit a bullet in ya eye
like a river in tha sky, you’ll be floatin in tha air
got to see ur mother cry at the wake of tha year
i’ll give her a hug and tell her be strong then
smack her in tha face wit a fourty-four long
i know i be wrong, dats how i get it on
i hope yall acknowledge the hook on this song
i got macs and tecs, snug, revovlers, oozies
i got ’em, gauge no problem, calicos, aks,357’s
nine milly’s trey aint send you to heaven
i gave my lady a 380, a 22, a two five, b-tch went crazy
popin forever, one for all
bravehearted we stand n-gg- f-ck all yall

[nashawn (chorus)]
buss my guns for the one i love
i buss my guns for the one i love
i buss my guns for the one i love
i buss my guns for the one i love

[verse 2]
yo’ stop playin i’m layin for my dawgs
i would die for, cabbage patch this n-gg-s
souls in the sky more, shots rang, glocks bang,
hot thangs, leave ’em wit his watch and rang
stop and aim, i’m ? top soil get my rocks off
for my family, you a corpse, what you thought
for my seeds i even let the wrong man bleed
sit there wit tha right one and give ’em three
see me, don’t think cause i’m on tv
dat a n-gg- won’t m-ssacre ya family
i love guns, and bustin ’em off for loved ones
get it done, big or small one even for funds
i love cash, for loot, i kill yo’ -ss
brains through tha roof of tha coupe
i watch the blood splash
and i hate most dudes dat aint my blood
and i buss my guns for the one i love

[nashawn (chorus)]
buss my guns for the one i love
i buss my guns for the one i love
i buss my guns for the one i love
i buss my guns for the one i love

[verse 3]
i buss guns for the ones i love
i leave a n-gg- leakin for somethin
them guns straight quicker and quicker
he seek its comin, my n-gg- jung
jumpin on n-gg-s,da sh-lls is dumpin
no fingerprints,shoot again these m-th-f-ckas don’t make sense
sayin dat me and my n-gg-s can’t win, why
see tha guns pointed at ya face
plus ya clique surrounded cause they fake
they die, see my att-tude, bust a
m-th-f-cka for food, now i’m mad at you
hit you then i toss tha tool
never sober, shoot n-gg-s and run ’em ova
gee wiz, bh, i’ma test a qb soldier
i run away wit yo’ head in my arms
like ? them m-th-f-ckas take to tha streets
them bravehearts, shootin on these
m-th-f-ckin f-ggots
go ‘head n-gg- pull ya gun i’ma grab it then

[nashawn (chorus)]
buss my guns for the one i love
i buss my guns for the one i love
i buss my guns for the one i love
i buss my guns for the one i love

- bravehearts lyrics

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