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carmen’s got a gun (jay-z diss) - carmen bryan lyrics

[intro: carmen bryan & 2pac]
see this the sh*t i’m talkin’ about
why every time a crab*ass n*gga gotta b*tch about the females
you know what jay, this gon’ be my first and last time tellin’ ya ass for real
and if you really want it with me jigga, you know, you can just holla at your girl
uh*ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh (f*ck jay*z)

[chorus: carmen bryan]
carmen’s got a gun
carmen’s got a gun (you know)

[verse 1: carmen bryan]
i’m gettin’ tired of my name comin’ out your mouth and if it’s gotta go down it’s gon’ be at cha house
you say you f*ck me, jigga
don’t flatter yourself, i wouldn’t f*ck you if you had platinum d*ck on the shelf
you need to really tell n*ggas what was up with us
how you, wanted my body but you ate my p*ss and how i
came in your mouth and you slurped it down
you’s a p*ssy ass n*gga better yet a clown
oh you don’t know how i know your status (well)
remember back in them days when you used to f*ck with gladys?
she told mе all about your different trails and sh*t
and how you thought you was the don with a micro d*ck
and i don’t еven wanna talk about your obese lips
picture a broad like me wit a n*gga like you
please boo, that a look pitiful
the only thing you do to women is ridicule
so i purpose to send this little message to you
so brace yourself before i have to break you off in twos
[chorus: carmen bryan]
uh*ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
carmen’s got a gun (you know)
carmen’s got a gun (what, what?)
carmen’s got a gun

[verse 2: carmen bryan]
they robbed ya man in ya hood and you ain’t make a sound
i know the real reason hov why you don’t be around
cause you ass and your mans don’t make no noise
roc*a*fella should be a company that make kids toy
you know your man memp bleek ([?] p*ssy) is soft at heart ’cause up in marcy he could only go in certain parts
plus the whole dynasty is a bunch of cowards
you don’t really want it with nas so face it f*ggot
[?] you ain’t bust more shots then you know where exist
where your hoes that you say exist? (who you lay?)
you know i know the xact reason why yo ass is single
i’m not even gonna mention what kiss did to sigel
matter a fact (uh, uh, uh) where the sh*t you say you worth (you know)
better stop p*ssin’ me off ‘fore you be in a he*rs*
and there’ll no more hope, no roc to the fella
damon dash will really have to bury you fella

[chorus: carmen bryan]
uh*ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
carmen’s got a gun (you know, i got)
carmen’s got a gun (what, what?)
carmen’s got a gun
let me rewind that, let me just rewind that, uh
uh*ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
carmen’s got a gun (you know, uh*huh, uh)
carmen’s got a gun (what, what?)
carmen’s got a gun
i’m really gettin’ sick of you n*ggas
[outro: carmen bryan]
yo keep my name out your mouth for real
i don’t really wanna have to hurt you n*ggas for real, i don’t wanna have to come into marcy, with my n*ggas and bust shots all in your area
for real n*gga, just stop playin’ games
you know you ain’t really f*ck me and keep my baby out your mouth, b*tch

- carmen bryan lyrics

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