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bun b - retaliation is a must lyrics

hold up, mddl fngz up
p-ssy -ss n-gg-s down n-gg-
htown texas stand up
southwest, sunnyside, pa we up in here baby
holla, know’m talking bout

[bun b]

say, n-gg- u can’t run, n-gg- u can’t hide
know that we got guns, know that we gon’ ride
blow out your insides and leave you to rot
cause when we give it to u b-tch we give u all that we’ve got
now all it takes is one shot to put your -ss in a ditch
but you gon’ get the other 49 for bein’ a b-tch
go to war with the big men when it makes no sense to
repercussions get extreme when we ride against you
ain’t no movie, your baby mama, teachers and your kids
everybody finna get it for the sh-t that u did
so when i get to your crib, better come out swingin
cause the devil ain’t even ready for this h-ll i’m bringin
we don’t want no dope
we don’t want no cash
we don’t want no excuses
we just want your -ss
so when that front door crash, and u see them soldiers
when that gun go blast, don’t say bun didn’t told ya

[chorus 2x]

if i i pull it out my pocket, be the first one to bust,
we ain’t playin wit u hoes
retaliation is a must
first n-gg- make a move, first n-gg- hit the dutch

[mddl fngz]

yeahh, now i stand on my two feet,
one playa, two heats
20 shot, hollow heads, b-tch give me the loose leaf
f-ck beef i got a k for n-gg-s
in spots the law won’t find u for days my n-gg-s
southside young playa full of plots and scams
show ya how to get cha overs up and lock the grams
boys know me in the hood, but not for rappin’
back street trappin’, front line, ya boys a captain
first n-gg- to shot, i ain’t tryna talk,
bring the heat to the hospital and finish u off
no life is a come up, when i’m rollin with my gun up
don’t get ya b-tch gun, but n-gg- what u want, what?
and ain’t sh-t to get ya family touched
catch auntie on the bus, and pop her -ss like a clutch n-gg-
i’m in the game cause i love the rush,
love to bust
this fans money never enough n-gg-

[chorus 2x]

[mddl fngz]

45 in the rova, the k is on my shoulder
pop your b-tch -ss, then i go and smoke it over
n-gg-s gettin’ older, but thugs is comin younger
so just in case u wonder, i keep a (?) up under
cause n-gg- u a blunder
got rock by the thunder
cryin to bun, but he the reason that we done ya
gave us the word, said we keep the bird
leavin is for nerds, i put your brain on the curb, f-cka
pull ya piece n-gg-, and watch ya rest it
come to this clip game, b-tch i’m the best in it
the white flag u wavin, now it’s on b-tch please
all your love ones houses lookin like swiss cheese
tried to let your -ss make it, but your -ss act a fool
now the hk, the ak and the ar is the tools
all your homeboys gone and them hoes won’t help
so tell ya mom and your sister break out the black dress

[chorus 2x]

- bun b lyrics

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