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See, because I am going to kill the fuckery over there And people is going to be in demand of all the truth When you come to flossy, better have your gun What's the key to the block? Better have your gun Disrespect the gang, better have your gun Or you dropping the woo, better have your gun Talk down on my name, better have your gun Or you reach for the chain, better have your gun If you step on my Diors, Diors, better have your gun Or you laugh at my pain, better have your gun, look You shot in the air, is you scared of me? 2Pacs, I ain't mad at you Shot a nigga, he was laughing, huh The same nigga crying after, huh Put a pussy on a platter, huh Shot your mans and now they adding up Your mans down and now you mad as fuck I fucked your bitch and then I'm passing her What the fuck is you telling me? I got the pedigree In the hood, I'm fighting felonies It's a whole bunch of jealousy in the air What the fuck a nigga telling me? Shoot a nigga, go to jail for it 'Cause I know I got the bail for it Letras de cancionesFor my gun, I'll die for it Get on the stand and lie for it Half rapper, half drug dealer Got a bird up on my wrist Brought the McLaren to the hood Niggas can't get into this Late nights in Puerto Rico Breaking down a half a kilo Eating chicharon with the people Having an orgy with three hoes When you come to flossy, better have your gun What's the key to the block? Better have your gun Disrespect the gang, better have your gun Or you dropping the woo, better have your gun Talk down on my name, better have your gun Or you reach for the chain, better have your gun If you step on my Diors, Diors, better have your gun Or you laugh at my pain, better have your gun, look Niggas talking 'bout a rhyme, I'm talking 'bout guns and crime I'm fuckin' with you and yours if you think that you fuckin' with mines I'm a diamond in the rough, all I wanna do is shine Late nights up in the 9, just know I keep a nine I ain't with the bitching and snitching I ain't with the politicking Rather sit up in the jail Or swim with the fishes You ain't gon' ever catch me slipping Off the 'Trón, I be sipping Stove hot, I be whipping Lot of heat up in kitchen In the hills up in Cali Pink Runtz, smoking mad weed Fuckin' on a lil' mama Lightskin with a jatty I ain't a gangster if you ask me But lil' nigga, don't put it past me I put your body on standby While I blow a dub like Max B When you come to flossy, better have your gun What's the key to the block? Better have your gun Disrespect the gang, better have your gun Or you dropping the woo, better have your gun Talk down on my name, better have your gun Or you reach for the chain, better have your gun If you step on my Diors, Diors, better have your gun Or you laugh at my pain, better have your gun Better have your gun, better have your gun Better have your gun, better have your gun Better have your gun, better have your gun Better have your gun, better have your gun Better have your gun, better have your gun Better have your gun, better have your gun Better have your gun From Letras Mania