Westside Gunn - Gunnlib lyrics
[Westside Gunn - Gunnlib lyrics]
Brr
Ayo, street sweepers hanging
Out the Corniches (Brr)
Walked on water way before Jesus (Ah)
Cooked the brick with no stove
Pushed the gold Demon (Skrrt)
Before I tell, kill me twice, nigga
Know the reasons
Right on the tip of my tongue
Ayo, akh been locked up
About a hundred seasons (Ah)
Turned two to five, it was pure genius
Saint Laurent jean suit
Heard the Margielas screeching (Skrrt)
Go to B block
You know Doc got the seasonings
Pole by the prayer rug, leave it (Ah)
Now we gon' break fast, Louis for the remix
Ten o'clock count
We make Salaat up in Neiman's
Five times a day, I did a hundred in a Bimmer
(Skrrt) right on the tip of my tongue
Didn't hit 'em all, but it was close enough
(Brr) did it broad day, so you know it's us
(Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom
Boom, boom, boom, boom)
Going down Bailey in the Maybach (Skrrt)
Kicked down the door, where the safe at? (Ah)
Didn't hit 'em all, but it was close enough
(Brr) did it broad day, so you know it's us
Going down Bailey in the Maybach (Skrrt)
Kicked down the door, where the safe at? (Ah)
Right on the tip of my tongue (Flygod)
Ayo, the saboteur going shopping
We ain't wanna kill him
All we wanna do is rob him (Ah)
Back when Hitler 3 dropped
You was in the mountain
On the dance floor it's creased Timbs
Spiked Louboutins
CO jones let us get the pack through
Need to use the phone
I'ma need a thousand mackerels
Con Air, we was all shackled up from PA
Rockin' Off White
I told 'em Virgil was the DJ
Right on the tip of my tongue
Didn't hit 'em all, but it was close enough
And I'm, AWESOME
Ayo, street sweepers hanging
Out the Corniches (Brr)
Walked on water way before Jesus (Ah)
Cooked the brick with no stove
Pushed the gold Demon (Skrrt)
Before I tell, kill me twice, nigga
Know the reasons
Right on the tip of my tongue
Ayo, akh been locked up
About a hundred seasons (Ah)
Turned two to five, it was pure genius
Saint Laurent jean suit
Heard the Margielas screeching (Skrrt)
Go to B block
You know Doc got the seasonings
Pole by the prayer rug, leave it (Ah)
Now we gon' break fast, Louis for the remix
Ten o'clock count
We make Salaat up in Neiman's
Five times a day, I did a hundred in a Bimmer
(Skrrt) right on the tip of my tongue
Didn't hit 'em all, but it was close enough
(Brr) did it broad day, so you know it's us
(Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom
Boom, boom, boom, boom)
Going down Bailey in the Maybach (Skrrt)
Kicked down the door, where the safe at? (Ah)
Didn't hit 'em all, but it was close enough
(Brr) did it broad day, so you know it's us
Going down Bailey in the Maybach (Skrrt)
Kicked down the door, where the safe at? (Ah)
Right on the tip of my tongue (Flygod)
Ayo, the saboteur going shopping
We ain't wanna kill him
All we wanna do is rob him (Ah)
Back when Hitler 3 dropped
You was in the mountain
On the dance floor it's creased Timbs
Spiked Louboutins
CO jones let us get the pack through
Need to use the phone
I'ma need a thousand mackerels
Con Air, we was all shackled up from PA
Rockin' Off White
I told 'em Virgil was the DJ
Right on the tip of my tongue
Didn't hit 'em all, but it was close enough
And I'm, AWESOME