Waka Flocka Flame – Gun Sounds Lyrics
Ring alarm them boys in town
Like Joc, lay that pussy nigga down
I don't talk, I don't laugh, I just frown
From the Eagle to the chopper, love that gun sound
Luv dat gun sound (8x)
Waka Flocka Flame OG Murda Man Flocka
Run up on Gucci, you might loose your life
I'll do 7, you in heaven I won't think twice
Murder man Flocka I keep a heavy chopper
I'm down with so icey, I'm a real top shotter
Lite skin rasta, move like da mobsters
Rob your ass for ganja so give it up portner
I hang with da killers, we go ape like gorillas
Yes, we gon' rob you and then we might kill you
Shot his ass at breakfast, eating on some cereal
Hey Eazy you hear this shit?
Ay Gucc' you hear this shit?
Gangsta rap hey, get murdered
We street thuggin what the fuck is corporate thuggin?
Homie better stop all that mean muggin
I say two words, shawty buss, love to trap, love to cuss
I'll talk to a nigga 'fore I put him in the dirt
Tell him what the fuck he did and why the fuck he getting murked
50 bands flat make your life line flat
.45 a nigga quick, call it head crack
I popped a nigga quick I leave his ass stanching
Murda Man Flocka what the fuck these niggas thinking
Point blank range, do this shit without blinking
Run up on that nigga/I'm thinking to myself, why the fuck these niggas hating?
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