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the game – revolver or the semi lyrics

[intro: mysonne]
yeah, it’s mysonne, what up, dj haze?
black wall street, n+ggas, us!
f+ck all the louis, gucci, fendi, the beamer, benz and bentley
this how we do it
(dj skee, dj skee!)

[chorus: mysonne]
revolver or the semi, revolver or the semi
revolver or the semi, man, i shoot it ’til it’s empty
revolver or the semi, revolver or the semi
revolver or the semi, man, i shoot it ’til it’s empty (it’s mysonne!)

[verse 1: mysonne]
revolver or the semi (uh+huh), i shoot it ’til it’s empty (uh+huh)
i put a f+ckin’ hole in that louis, gucci, fendi (bop!)
i shoot it through the door, that beamer, benz or bentley
i’m (bah!) a g (bah!) so i don’t think you should offend me (what?)
’cause there he
could dial out like houston, on his mama or his preacher leg (great!)
f+ckin’ with mys’, you get sliced like a piece of bread (haha!)
crucified, you could die just like jesus did (forgive me lord!)
dig in his head, they gon’ find ’em a piece of lead (d+mn)
she said she give me head (nah), i told her give me brain (nope)
she said “you so crazy, baby, ’cause that’s the same thing” (nah)
i told her “no it ain’t, the head is just the frame
but that brain is that thing that go insane, stop playin'” (haha!)
’cause i ain’t with the chitter+chat (nope)
the gun goin’ ritta+tat (rahhh!)
one in his vidi’ cap, then i’m gon’ get rid of that (uh+huh)
run tell them n+ggas that maggilla the gorilla’s back (yep!)
banana clip in the hammer, where my k!llers at? (where y’all at?)
where them n+ggas that covered and then get rid of that? (uh+huh)
poppy know we movin’ it, so, he just gon’ give him that (give him that)
my n+ggas movin’ that ride the cop, similar (yeah)
n+ggas that get it, lose it and then they get it back (like me!)
them other n+ggas rap (yeah), and i be spittin’ facts (yeah)
i give ’em quotes of dope, that’s why i give ’em tracks (get that?)
but let a n+gga act, and all that, i get him clapped
throw him in the river it’s a rentals rap, what?
[chorus: mysonne & the game]
revolver or the semi, revolver or the semi
revolver or the semi, man, i shoot it ’til it’s empty
revolver or the semi, revolver or the semi
revolver or the semi, man, i shoot it ’til it’s empty (new york, new york!)

[verse 2: the game]
i got gorillas and k!llers that thrilla+manilla
your beamer, benz or bentley, i will fill it with hollows!
(dj skee exclusive) see how many bullets that whip can swallow
how i filet your f+ckin’ fish right at mcdonald’s
roger that, i’m off that line like my dodger cap
if you smoke kush like i smoke kush, then holler back
be on the block like “move b+tch!”, i’m tryna track
where your friend tirana at, mysonne, where them condoms at?
she got ass implants, but it’s kinda phat
how you stroke, i let you suck on n+ggas, piranha that (eurgh)
i don’t eat fish, i don’t eat chickens
but i’ll strip a bird down in my kitchen
listen, before i shampoo the ceilin’ (suu+woo!)
no f+ck+boys in the buildin’!
only gangsters and a couple of mobsters
but everybody in this b+tch totin’ them chocolates

[verse 3: ?]
he wanna live? say please, we got it off safety
like paulo+marlo we got it off safety, yeah (who the h+ll is that?)
you know, i don’t do the shootin’, do the coopin’
do the clk retractor roofin’, breathe
i got some k!llers on the payroll
couple brooklyn n+ggas, some goons in san diego
i can make a call from the middle of the mall
have ’em there faster than sebathius fast+ball
oh, you can just chill, get all out my grill
lame n+ggas f+cks me up, they name should be e+pills
and since your talkin’ diamonds, i’m kinda into that
if not, check the panamera, hop into that
beamer, benz or bentley (no), porsche, mazzy, range+rove’
sittin’ on four quarters, keep the change, ho
[outro: ?]
beamer, benz or bentley, porsche, mazzy, range+rove’
sittin’ on four quarters, keep the change, ho

- the game lyrics

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