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gee gotti - gun jam lyrics

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[intro]
grah, grah, grah
(ayy, j1, that’s flames, my bro)
(merlins)
word to my mother, though
like what? (i’m spinning with two knocks)
two opps (i swear to god)

[chorus]
and i’m toting some sh+t that’ll shake the room
wanna walk down on feet, i’m just in the mood
they like, “gotti, keep rapping, like you gotta cool”
but them mak n+ggas like, we ain’t hit two
n+ggas smoking on glo get sent to the moon
’56, i was looking for goons
dudey lo, i be looking for you
might spin with my sweeps, tell ’em pick up a broom

[verse]
like we made him lit, n+gga, no cap
i keep letting ’em diss ’cause that sh+t whack
tired of her shaking her hips, she just throwing it back
ems, b+tch, i stay with a hat like—
content when n+ggas diss, i react like—
brazy, he caught a hole in his back like—
notti, dottie, b+tch, we camе to party
i can’t smoke on jb without marleys
paranoid, b+tch, i just up for no reason
tryna see who bе twisting they fingers
keep spinning, like bae think i’m cheating
like nah, i’m tryna end all that beefing
lil a got shot for no reason, like—
if that was me, nah, n+ggas couldn’t even be me, like
i see the opps and start reaching
friday night, edot died on weekend, like—
why you ain’t call? n+ggas tryna get even
play for keeps, went into dee then—
two maks got shot, i repeat it
free bro, he was toting on defense
smoking nazzy ’cause he stopped the breathing, like—

it’s time to bend
brodie know what to do
three blocks, same day, three opps on news, like—
too tact, ’cause it could’ve been you, like
too oppy, i ain’t jacking no twos
j6 just be capping for views
ray deady, b+tch, i’m deady
like they smoking bro, so i hope they ready
bro pass it off, i’ma dump like a chevy

[chorus]
and i’m toting some sh+t that’ll shake the room
wanna walk down on feet, i’m just in the mood
they like, “gotti, keep rapping, like you gotta cool”
but them mak n+ggas like, we ain’t hit two
n+ggas smoking on glo get sent to the moon
’56, i was looking for goons
dudey lo, i be looking for you
might spin with my sweeps, tell ’em pick up a broom



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