B.G. - Gun Slinger lyrics

[B.G. - Gun Slinger lyrics]

I got 'em all from revolver semi-automatics
Automatics
Grenades, assault rifles - run up
I'll letcha have it
When it comes to guns, I'm one of the best
Get a few to the head
Then a few to the chest
I've been ridin' - puttin' bitch-niggas
Six in the dirt at a young age hopped off
The porch puttin' in work
I'm a soldier - fuck with me
Don't say I ain't told ya
I'll catch ya with your drawers
Down and fuck-over ya
Blues your dog and letcha know I don't play
Have your family grievin'
Singin' "Amazin' Grace"
And whoever call theyself comin'
Out there with ya i'ma up, cock
And knock the brains out that nigga
Bustin' heads ain't nothin' to me
- I've been doin' it
And if you're smart you don't
Want trouble with me if you want it
Believe I ain't gon' hesitate to bring it
I'll politely put that thing in my
Hand and just sling it

I'm a gun slinger - consider
Me a home wrecker
I'm a gun slinger - they label
Me as a dome checker

Nigga, I swear, you don't want me to go off
Cause when I go off, believe, nigga
I'ma show off
Your head definitely gon' get blowed off
I have no conscience at all
I continue to get my roll on
Murder, murder, kill, kill: that's all I know
Hustle 'til mornin' and get the dope
Man: that's all I know
I was raised in the streets
Bitch - taught that g shit i was told
Nigga violate knock him off his feet quick
Remember I was seven
Put my hands on my first weapon
Daddy taught me how to pop
A clip in a Mack-11
Ever since that, I fell in love with guns
Saved my allowance for a month and got me one
My cousin taught me how to shoot a nine
And it was on nigga made me feel played
I had to upset his home
Now, if you want drama
I don't hesitate to bring it
I up that AK-47 and start to sling it

When it's on my mind, I'm ready for whatever
Nigga i'ma take this beef straight
To another level, nigga
Your sister just got married -
I shoot-up her reception, nigga
Whack your clique one by one 'til
No one left in it, nigga
Spot the car movin' slow with no lights
Tryin' to creep that's me
And I'm there to tear down the whole street
BG don't play no games, I'm 'bout sprayin'
When you see me
All you gon' see is "flucka-flucka-flame!"
Brains on the ground - yellow tape all around
People sayin'
"That had to be a nigga from uptown"
When I'm lose, I'm lose - when I'm strapped
I'ma use it cause, I ain't gon' have that in
My hand and don't shoot it
I'ma abuse it - bust hollows
Like Cupid bust arrows
I only put hollow tips in my barrel
You wanna battle - nigga, I'ma bring noise
I got to show ya I'm a original Hot Boy
And a-

-gun slinger - consider me a home wrecker
I'm a gun slinger - label
Me as a dome checker

I'm a gun slinger - consider
Me a home wrecker i'm a gun slinger - label
Me as a dome checker

I'm a gun slinger - consider
Me a home wrecker i'm a gun slinger - label
Me as a dome checker

I'm a gun slinger - consider
Me a home wrecker i'm a gun slinger - people
Call me a dome checker

Nigga, checkmate nigga, checkmate!
Wrong move, nigga - checkmate!

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