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will gunz – tuesday lyrics

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(will gunz )
why these n+ggas movin like fans
all on the gram
boutta catch me a man
will ain’t never do scams
he be baggin grams
all he know is hand to hands
owii need another zan
ima cool like a fan
owii he gonna let it blam
somebody singing
melodys
my n+ggas got cases
felonies
enemies
put a hole in his head
now he got a bad memory
i’m not with the tretchry
so you see me coolin in beverly
like f+ck is you tellin me
opps pullin up
they ain’t matching our energy
10 clip in the ratchet
4 racks on the jacket
they say we ain’t supposed to have it
cause they say n+ggas ain’t established
my n+ggas we find that shyt funny
ya got deals but n+ggas still hungry
all the opps be broke and bummy
all the opps they ain’t gettin no money
got the treesha she giving the top
and you know that she givin the drop
its fun and games til somebody get shot
it’s fun and games til somebody get shot

(will gunz & buggout jay)
get to the breesh
say no more
oh you talking beef
say no more
know the feds doing sweeps
say no more
dead man can’t speak
he can’t say no more

(buggout jay)
and we was gon rob the opps
but they like talkin to cops
and we was gon shoot n+ggas pops
but they like runnin to cops
my n+ggas we know what we doing
100 bands we bout to make a movie
and you know that we came from the city
f+ck it up and you know we get busy

(dt owii)
free the owiis out the jam
get to the bands
these is foreigns not vans
brand new glizzy dont jam
we givin tans
caught him lackin he ran
uncle sam i got grams
trappin no scams
rta for the pants
she gon suck me out my pants
but she got a man
and prescriptions for the xans

(buggout jay)
ran to the bit fromthe 6
now i’m lit got your b+tch on my d+ck
bnb for the crib
you know how i get
everybody talkin sh+t
you can catch us on pitt
we holdin the grip
run up and get clipped
everybody know how we get
free the guys they give us bail
you know how we get

(will gunz & buggout jay)
get to the breesh
say no more
oh you talking beef
say no more
know the feds doing sweeps
say no more
dead man can’t speak
he can’t say no more

(buggout jay)
and we was gon rob the opps
but they like talkin to cops
and we was gon shoot n+ggas pops
but they like runnin to cops
my n+ggas we know what we doing
100 bands we bout to make a movie
and you know that we came from the city
f+ck it up and you know we get busy



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