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sha hef - gun walk lyrics

[hook x2]
told these n-ggas i was on that bullsh-t
mac-11, loaded with the full clip
you know we talk that gun talk, that gun talk
the hammer on me so i do that gun walk

[verse 1]
post up in the function like i’m tim duncan
b-tch i’m still bunkin, i’m slumped, sunk in the seat
don’t miss a beat, you know we playing for keeps
’round here you gotta k!ll what you eat
but doggy keep it discreet
i’ll k!ll any n-gga breathing, just give me a reason
lord is there heaven for a heathen cause soon i’ll be leaving
these n-ggas change up like the seasons, we calling it treason
nightlights, stevie world, we still do it for steven
told these p-ssy rap n-ggas we nothing alike
they call me hunnit round hef, but it’s nothing to fight
if i ain’t f-ck your b-tch yet she ain’t nothing i like
but the way she suck d-ck, i’m like f-ck it i might
ever since that act’ left i put tech in my sprite
that might have been the biggest l i done took in my life
i just popped like two bars, and it f-cked up my night
sipping and we geeking, so you know that we busting on sight
i get dumb high but i’m a low life
my uncle 55, he been slanging his whole life
i’m only 27, been banging my whole life
most n-ggas turn snitches, been singing they whole life

[hook x2]
told these n-ggas i was on that bullsh-t
mac-11, loaded with the full clip
you know we talk that gun talk, that gun talk
the hammer on me so i do that gun walk

that gun walk, do that gun walk, that gun walk
do that gun walk, that gun walk
you know we do that gun talk, that gun talk
the hammer on me do i do that gun walk

[verse 2]
n-ggas do that gun walk, forty make me gun walk
i’mma let that gun spark when n-ggas do that gun talk
n-ggas do that gun talk, desert make me gun walk
i’mma let that gun spark when n-ggas do that gun talk
see a p-ssy n-gga, let the hammer go on his cameltoe
get to running like a antelope, if you ill n-gga, got the antidote
you a f-ggot and your mans a hoe
pat n-ggas down, they don’t really wanna smoke
all these n-ggas know who tote, got dope weed and cheap c0ke
turn a block into a ski slope, see a fiend and be like whatchu need folk
n-ggas get to greedy talking, wash ’em up good, they ain’t really need soap
f-ck a runner running up, dead n-gga who you think you running up
used to serve baking soda to the junkies back when i was coming up
momma told me go and get a job, and i did but it wasn’t enough
had to go and get it all plus, now my n-ggas all living all plush
all these lil b-tches all l-st, you the small fry getting small bucks
n-ggas they was getting slow bucks, now i’m here, n-ggas getting no bucks
all hustle and no luck, so a n-gga gave no f-cks
voices telling me to go nuts, say it’s your turn, i’m like sure enough
young n-gga, i done glo’d up, y’all n-ggas gon’ hoe up
my sh-t gon’ go up, and y’all n-ggas gon’ fold up

[hook x2]
told these n-ggas i was on that bullsh-t
mac-11, loaded with the full clip
you know we talk that gun talk, that gun talk
the hammer on me so i do that gun walk

that gun walk, do that gun walk, that gun walk
do that gun walk, that gun walk

- sha hef lyrics

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