mpr tito - 1 with the gun lyrics
[chorus: druugz]
i ain’t had nothing but the gun
i started out robbing for fun
i’ma just tell you this once:
give me that sh-t ‘fore i blow out your lungs
i got a kit, weed smoke in my lungs
extravagant living, [?] in the foreign
throw out the money, it’s coming down, pouring
i was down bags, had to get up for fun
i was down bags, had to get up and run
[?] weed, the one with the gun
robbing and trapping, we did it for fun
my bullets fight together, ain’t no one-on-one
b-tches are wondering, ran off with your son
school of hard knocks, i ain’t never been dumb
cup full of lean, i’m not sipping the raw
geeking on the molly, might rob you for fun
[verse 1: druugz]
used to be stuck in the house
i found me a hustle, i had to get out
kick in the door and took everything out
my daddy left us, so i started running wild
momma at work and i had to get around
stole me a car, start ducking the cops
give me that sh-t or you gon’ take a shot
ain’t got nothing to lose, but i can’t take no loss
heart so cold, it’s covered in frost
hustled them folks, but i’m really a boss
two times ten with the s on their head
play with my gang and i’m taking you out
mony, powr, i don’t need no friends
green leaf got me high like peter pan
ten toes down like i’m stuck in the quicksand
no time to waste, i just need to quit playing
[?] don’t worry, stealing caravans
d-mn, [?] ’cause i want them bands
[?] leave with the ten
free all my n-gg-s jammed up in the pen
them n-gg-s doing it, they just to win
got your b-tch in my house, [?]
told my momma we not going broke again
mask up and stay away from the film, yeah
[chorus: druugz]
i ain’t had nothing but the gun
i started out robbing for fun
i’ma just tell you this once:
give me that sh-t ‘fore i blow out your lungs
i got a kit, weed smoke in my lungs
extravagant living, [?] in the foreign
throw out the money, it’s coming down, pouring
i was down bags, had to get up for fun
i was down bags, had to get up and run
[?] weed, the one with the gun
robbing and trapping, we did it for fun
my bullets fight together, ain’t no one-on-one
b-tches are wondering, ran off with your son
school of hard knocks, i ain’t never been dumb
cup full of lean, i’m not sipping the raw
geeking on the molly, might rob you for fun
[verse 2: mpr t-to]
i’m in your spot, them i’m headed to the lot
i wish y’all would [?], but i resolved it to the pot
disrespecting mpr, guaranteed you gon’ get shot
staying down, selling drugs till the trap get hot
i’m the plug, b-tch, you got me f-cked, i never seen no trap
and my plug is a migo, then your plug burnt out
if you n-gg-s got some plans, i’m quick to shoot you [?]
so you better watch your mouth, i’ll send them plugs off in your house
me and druugz, we dibbing this b-tch
mpr and drugrixh
done came up from staying down, running off and hitting licks
shout out to pablo and the whole hoodrich
t-to back on turf, yeah, i’m back taking sh-t, yeah
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