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KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Garry Gaston
Songwriter:in
Lyrics
Aye Geez
How I
What I said on that hook again cutty?
Matter fact pass me another pill
I'm bussing you heard
Holll up
Gun Powder in my DNA
Headshot if a **** play
Got the hittas on speed dail
Call at 7:50 he be dead by 8
Face cover with a mask ****
And the gloves on
Brah leave no trace
Glizzy hit em from a mile away
Push a button
Stick playing Simon Says
Give a shovel when I'm hunting ****
In my war boots
I'll dig a **** grave
Link ya bitch
Gotta in the whip
And she off the chain
She my sex slave
Cut her off no she in her feelings
Had to send the bitch back to back page
Don't box
I'll break his head
With a .50 cal like i'm Max Payne
We the talk off the town
I don't play around
Won't say you a clown
You started a war
Bigger you are
The harder you fall
Love me a cat
But I'm smarter than dogs
Za hit my chest and I started to cough
Cant drop my connect
Cause my harder is soft
Big check I could market a loss
Big checks what my marketing cost
Hardest out why you marketing soft?
Bullseye yeah we target ya boss
My **** let it spark like the 4th
**** mad they ain't part of the sauce
2 phones see i'm harder to stalk
Group home see i'm part of the cloth
Made her Arch
Now she tell me she sore
Met papi
Now I'm part of the store
Gun Powder in my DNA
Headshot if a **** play
Got the hittas on speed dail
Call at 7:50 he be dead by 8
Face covered with a mask ****
And the gloves on
Brah leave no trace
Glizzy hit em from a mile away
Push a button
Stick playing Simon Says
Keep a shovel when I'm hunting ****
In my war boots
Dig a **** grave
Link ya bitch
Gotta in the whip
And she off the chain
She my sex slave
Cut her off now she in her feelings
Had to send the bitch back to back page
I don't box ill break his head with a 50 Cal like i'm max payne
Break his head with a .40 cal
Break his head with a G lock
We be posted on Skee Block
Coach my shooters like Skee pops
They be bussing like 3 wops
Dropped my tape Now the streets hot
My sneaky link trynna eat cock
I'm in Miami got my heat cocked
I'll scar ya face like Al Pacino
Can't find him then we drop his people
Don't get gassed up
Got the pump like diesel
Declining features cause I don't need you
40 crippin' where a **** stay
40 crippin' when im in LA
Call my glizzy Frank when I'm in the A
Hella gun powder in my DNA
Gun Powder in my DNA
Headshot if a **** play
Got the hittas on speed dail
Call at 7:50 he be dead by 8
Face cover with a mask ****
And the gloves on
Brah leave no trace
Glizzy hit em from a mile away
Push a button
Stick playing Simon Says
Keep a shovel when im hunting ****
In my war boots
I'll dig a **** grave
Link ya bitch
Gotta in the whip
And she off the chain
She my sex slave
Cut her off no she in her feelings
Had to send the bitch back to back page
Written by: Garry Gaston