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gunna2x - no games played lyrics

bang out, we tryn bust that n#gga brain out
pull up get to dumpin get the drop on where you hang out
this ain’t the time for games we tryna leave that n#gga dead
and i put that sh#t on banz he cross that line we bust his head
n#gga gang sh#t, better stay up in yo lane b#tch
this ain’t no time for games we k!lling you and who you came with
yo brother got knocked off back in 18 and this the same stick
b#tch you know i’m stepping on yo neck no where to run now
ain’t shooting out the car up in close that boy get run down
like boom bow
diamonds on my neck shine while i’m dancing
catch me posted in yo hood clutching that tool like a mechanic
we tryn bust a n#gga up ain’t come to play
we tryna catch a opp
f#ck who gotta problem with lil duke i bet i split his top
ak47s when we steppin
we got plenty weapons
send yo ass to heaven we got answers if he steady testin
catch you out in public up in traffic we gone send a message
b#tch for who want do it with a youngin b#tch i bet i stretch him

police on my ass i’m swerving driving like i’m f#ckin blind
talking bout sum sh#t ion give a f#ck i bet he lose his mind
try for to walk down, ion give no f#ck bout that sh#t
he hear gun sounds if it’s up no luck for that b#tch
okay, semi automatic touch him up
i bet i call his bluff
put bullets in his body watch him fold up this a tummy tuck
b#tch i’m with lil plucky we just laugh when opps say they gone touch me
coming with the bag i blow his mind if he try for to rush me
f#ck who gotta problem we got options
deceased or unconscious
put him in a coffin we gone zip him up he steady talkin
acting like i owe you i don’t owe you
b#tch i’ll show you sum
choppa chew you up and spit you out just like some bubble gum
glock came with a beam we ain’t gone run out we got plenty drums
tryn for to move smart but if he diss me b#tch i’m plenty dumb

- gunna2x lyrics

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