Don Trip - Shooting Guns lyrics
rate meGot my guns in magazines stay awake from all i dream
Nothing is quite as it seems, broken mirrors watching me
Shooting guns don’t make you a believer,
Now you’d better pray for something more
Mister loader hand gun with no permit
Well ground and still flyer than bird shit
Fulltime grind now I’m on my third shift
Just the thought of being broke make my nerves twitch
Bout to get somebody’s girlfriend to skirt lift
I guarantee she won’t forget me like her first kiss
Leaning like that soda pop and that syrup mix
And my dictionary is missing the word quit
I came a long way from making birds flip
Even though the trip here we quite turbling
I hear the money calling
It got a perfect pitch I got the world on my dick like a circumcise
You got an angel on your side, that the fur will miss
Cause I hold the banger steady like a surgeon’s wrist
The beat need memorial services
My flow is dope enough to have dirty piss
I say my flow’s dope enough to have dirty piss
La la la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la la la
Murder everything but by standards
Plus a nigga swang the blade like the Highlander
For the grand I mean the water like a salamander
And I’m getting more head than a pair of antlers
I let the beat wear me out at like a pair of sandals
Never raw though, I wouldn’t dare gamble
Still riding with a pump that got a spare handle
It’s no longer in the hot like … Campbell
Let the choppa go, won’t leave a nail standing
And you and your home boys can share a candle
Say I’m doper than as a medicine cabinet
And I don’t need a G pass I’m already established
Mister Trip fresh to death like I’m fresh out of casket
Better yet fresh to death like a fucking cadaver
And if you want my money cause a fucking disaster
And I never loved the block like the right tackle
I see it
Say I never left the block like the right tackle
La la la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la la la …
Gladiator like Spartacus, nigga still making play and no autobus
I’m getting fresh off the boat, not the cool
On the tryng to add, look I’m trying to stay positive
And need holler…ain’t survivable
You die now, you won’t even get an article
I’m … to outcome horrible
And playing fetch with the lion is illogical
Touching …like a courthouse stenographer
And I take more shots than a photographer
And I’m …all them niggas shut it up
And no means no so she don’t gotta fuck
I mean damn it’s a lot of us
And she take it like a pro so I’m proud of her
Is she your bitch or just our slut
Either way, money talk, you ain’t loud enough
Either way, money talk, you ain’t loud enough
Either way, money talk
La la la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la la la, shit.
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Tuesday 12th of March 2013 18:40
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