Xanman - Guessed lyrics
[Xanman - Guessed lyrics]
Yeah yo why you do this beat Xan? (Pew)
Yeah!, you guessed it
AR gon send him to heaven
(Pew) Shoot him, he telling
Slide in a Audi or Lexus
50 round, shoot at his melon
Good pack, know that im sellin
Trapper of the year, I might be on Ellen
You got served, David and Elgin
Moonwalking, I feel like Elvis
AR turn him to shellfish
I stayed down, they calling me selfish
We slid on him, he is already dealt with
Rob ya man, ended up short
Lil cuz ain't hop off the porch
He ain't want smoke, like a newport
I could serve bombs to a airport
50 shooters, like im in the Air Force
Mac on me, called Civil War
Racks on me, Bands on the floor
I know he dead, What yal care for?
Ay ay, what yal care for? (Pew)
What yal- what yal care for?
We the same niggas that slid in that Ford
Me and plugs, like im going on tour
Choppas clapping, this is not an Encore
Pull out a stick, like im on Star Wars
Peek through the window, we do not backdoor
Walking my dog, it's not on all fours
Hide and Seek with the beam, we gon find yal
Tec put him on the floor, like some Pynsol
Everything cool, til I bust that 9 off
Please do not panic
Cause this not a kind dog
"He a plug?", I don't know im just guessing
Slide on him with a suppressor
I love the AK, but Uzi's got a
That mini chopper make him
Flip like a Wrestler
2 tone Glock like im playing Checkers
I sent the location, he pulled up never
Got a junkie down the street named Debra
I walking my dog this no German Shepard
Yeah!, you guessed it
AR gon send him to heaven
(Pew) Shoot him, he telling
Slide in a Audi or Lexus
50 round, shoot at his melon
Good pack, know that im sellin
Trapper of the year, I might be on Ellen
You got served, David and Elgin
Moonwalking, I feel like Elvis
AR turn him to shellfish
I stayed down, they calling me selfish
We slid on him, he is already dealt with
Rob ya man, ended up short
Lil cuz ain't hop off the porch
He ain't want smoke, like a newport
I could serve bombs to a airport
50 shooters, like im in the Air Force
Mac on me, called Civil War
Racks on me, Bands on the floor
I know he dead, What yal care for?
Ay ay, what yal care for? (Pew)
What yal- what yal care for?
We the same niggas that slid in that Ford
Me and plugs, like im going on tour
Choppas clapping, this is not an Encore
Pull out a stick, like im on Star Wars
Peek through the window, we do not backdoor
Walking my dog, it's not on all fours
Hide and Seek with the beam, we gon find yal
Tec put him on the floor, like some Pynsol
Everything cool, til I bust that 9 off
Please do not panic
Cause this not a kind dog
"He a plug?", I don't know im just guessing
Slide on him with a suppressor
I love the AK, but Uzi's got a
That mini chopper make him
Flip like a Wrestler
2 tone Glock like im playing Checkers
I sent the location, he pulled up never
Got a junkie down the street named Debra
I walking my dog this no German Shepard