Take Away The Gun
smokedope2016
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smokedope2016 - Take Away The Gun Lyrics & Traduction

(Yeah, yeah)
Bitch, I get high and I don't know what to say
What to say, hoe, smoked all of the spray dro
Bitch, I get high and I don't know what to say
Please come over, girl, I'm tryna get laid
(We love smokedope)

I pull up and go crazy
I smoke too much and get lazy
I know when my time come
I'll keep my gun steady hangin'
Forty piece sound just like Mercedes
Won't do no beef unless you pay me
I told her, "Take away the gun before I get too dangerous"
Call me Mad Max, I was servin' pounds while I'm cuttin' up
Made your bro cry, I just ran up, smoked him like a dutch
In my mom crib makin' hits like, "What the fuck is up?"
Bitches love me, they see my face, I'm that one of one
If I'm in your city, best know that I'm comin' through
PSP on deck, love to play with you
Put 3s on, 'cause I don't fuck with 2s
I don't fuck with 12 and I don't fuck with you

I don't fuck with 12 and I don't fuck with you
I don't fuck with 12 and I don't fuck with you
I don't fuck with 12 and I don't fuck with you
I don't fuck with 12 and I don't fuck with you

Fuck with you, bitch, I won't fuck with you
Spend a bag on you when you get in that mood
That's what I do, bitch, that's what I do
Don't forget I got like hunnid pair of shoes
Steppin' out, bitch, I be drip like a faucet
Your bitch believe in me, bitch, I'm a prophet
Just wear it once, then it's gone 'cause I tossed it
Materialistic, addicted to nonsense
I'm in the 'Rari, you can't comprehend
I'm on an island like Fiji, I dipped from Japan and went back to the Yanks
A real long jersey hides tats on my hand (What?)

(Yeah, yeah)
2016, 2016
Smokedope, 2016
Smokedope2016, haha
(2016)

I pull up and go crazy
I smoke too much and get lazy
I know when my time come
I'll keep my gun steady hangin'
Forty piece sound just like Mercedes
Won't do no beef unless you pay me
I told her, "Take away the gun before I get too dangerous"
Call me Mad Max, I was servin' pounds while I'm cuttin' up
Made your bro cry, I just ran up, smoked him like a dutch
In my mom crib makin' hits like, "What the fuck is up?"
Bitches love me, they see my face, I'm that one of one
If I'm in your city, best know that I'm comin' through
PSP on deck, love to play with you
Put 3s on, 'cause I don't fuck with 2s
I don't fuck with 12 and I don't fuck with you

I don't fuck with 12 and I don't fuck with you
I don't fuck with 12 and I don't fuck with you
I don't fuck with 12 and I don't fuck with you
I don't fuck with 12 and I don't fuck with you


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