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gunz like osama (bonus) - 5unna lyrics

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[intro: 5unna]
(aye [?], turn this beat up)
yeah, yeah, yeah, homixide, homixide yeah, gang sh*t, gang sh*t, gang sh*t, gang sh*t
(hahaha)
(jupiter is the solar system’s first planet)

[chorus: 5unna]
yeah, walkin’ on down me i ball like osama
she suckin’ my d*ck but i gotta be cautious
a n*gga keep talkin’ i’ma put that boy under
spinnin’ that block make it hot like the summer
these n*ggas be actin’ like b*tches, yeah
these n*ggas be b*tches
lightskin
stick in the head gonna [?] boy heart
all black chopper while i slide in the hummer
i’ma go get it put that on my momma
yeah i f*cked that b*tch raw i don’t need no condom
f*ck*n*gga playin’ hit his ass with the carbon, yeah
look what your b*tch done started
young n*gga trippin’ gon’ shoot up the party, yeah
any n*gga with me got [?], yeah
any n*gga with me they r*t*rded
[verse 1: bf osama]

we spin slide on opp block, for no reason

say they caught a body and upped the scope but them boys were [?]
n*ggas be better off playin’ with they momma p*ssy

[chorus: 5unna]
yeah, walkin’ on down me i ball like osama
she suckin’ my d*ck but i gotta be cautious
a n*gga keep talkin’ i’ma put that boy under
spinnin’ that block make it hot like the summer
these n*ggas be actin’ like b*tches, yeah
these n*ggas be b*tches
lightskin
stick in the head gonna [?] boy heart
all black chopper while i slide in the hummer
i’ma go get it put that on my momma
yeah i f*cked that b*tch raw i don’t need no condom
f*ck*n*gga playin’ hit his ass with the carbon, yeah
look what your b*tch done started
young n*gga trippin’ gon’ shoot up the party, yeah
any n*gga with me got [?], yeah
any n*gga with me they r*t*rded

[verse 2: 5unna]
gang sh*t, gang sh*t
you can’t hang b*tch
n*gga think he gang b*tch, huh, take his chain quick
gang sh*t, gang sh*t
you can’t hang b*tch
drop top, hittin’ sh*t
f*ck your main b*tch
yeah, i walk up in that club with that glizzy on my hip
f*ck*n*gga think sh*t sweet, ha
f*ck*n*gga think sh*t sweet send his ass to the sky

slide, slide, f*ck*n*gga playin’ got shot in the eye
he got caught out of bounds now his momma gon’ cry
roll up a opp then go on live

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