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big gunz - oz1x lyrics

big gunz lyrics
[intro]
yeah, yeah, ah
stupid little n*gga, i brought at the
(steven carte)
aye

[chorus]
stupid little n*gga, i brought at the big guns
n*gga, want smoke with us then he going to get some
if you’re going to up it
little n*gga, better hit something
my chain going crazy but my wrist hit big dumb
bust down the presi, i might do the two tone
one for the hoes, you know i keep two phones
f*ck with the gang, that sh*t like a coupon
i need the bread, i’m talking the crouton

[verse]
i need the bread, i’m talking the cake
these n*ggas p*ssy, it ain’t no debate
i pull up whenever, i don’t care if i’m late
pull up with dope, i’m going to smoke to the face
i know it’s gas, a hundred a eighth
i need all the cash, i’m ducking the jakes
i’m wrapping a hundred, like right in the safe
if i got to eat, i’m going to take a little plate
if i got to eat, i’m going to take a little plate
but right before i do it, i’m saying my grace
if brother say aye, i’m upping the k
b*tch, i got to win, i made me a play
b*tch, i got to go, i made me a move
i motion these p’s, i stay on my q’s
my n*gga, i’m wicked, don’t get it confused
if i got to fix it, i’m upping the tool
if i got to fix, sh*t, b*tch i’m upping that
n*gga’s keep on playing with the gang
peel his m*ffin cap
bad b*tch, we ‘gon sit him down
jumped up out the car
and all they heard was a hundred rounds
[chorus]
stupid little n*gga, i brought at the big guns
n*gga, want smoke with us then he going to get some
if you’re going to up it
little n*gga, better hit something
my chain going crazy but my wrist hit big dumb
bust down the presi, i might do the two tone
one for the hoes, you know i keep two phones
f*ck with the gang, that sh*t like a coupon
i need the bread, i’m talking the crouton

[verse]
where i’m at
we don’t go for that
take him off the map
b*tch i’m off the edge
we don’t shoot for legs, nah, we ‘gon hit his head
b*tch, i’m seeing red, i want ’em all dead
don’t know what the f*ck this n*gga saying
how you not ride for gang
caught that n*gga lacking
i heard they took his chain, he couldn’t be with me
my bros going let it bang
bro ‘gon let it bang
he ‘gon let it haha
got to keep a chop on the block, ’cause you know it’s hot
brodie watch for opps
on the drop, because they trying to spot
spot ’em like a (?), n*gga i can drop a fifty pot
b*tch i’m balling like a (?)
little n*gga, i’m a bu(?)
stomp a n*gga out, now there’s blood on supreme
stepping in some new sh*t, they ain’t ever seen that
b*tch, i’m smoking on the best dope
i’ve never popped a pain pill
[chorus]
stupid little n*gga, i brought at the big guns
n*gga, want smoke with us then he going to get some
if you’re going to up it, little n*gga, better hit something
my chain going crazy but my wrist hit big dumb
bust down the presi, i might do the two tone
one for the hoes, you know i keep two phones
f*ck with the gang, that sh*t like a coupon
i need the bread, i’m talking the crouton

- oz1x lyrics

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