21 Savage - Gun Smoke (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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21 Savage - Gun Smoke (en) Lyrics
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Yeah
Yeah (Gun smoke)
Yeah, yeah (Gun smoke)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Gun smoke)
Yeah, yeah
One man army from the get-go (Get-go)
One man army pullin’ kick
doors (Kick doors)
Talkin’ out yo’ neck get
you tag toed (Tag toed)
I’m a killer whale, you
a tadpole (Tadpole)
Nigga, you got asthma, you don’t
want smoke (Straight up)
Who want cancer? I’m giving
out smoke (Straight up)
I got too many bitches, I
can’t trip bro (On God)
Most of the time, I be caked up
with my stick bro (On God)
Yeah, AK make yo’ brotha
do the limbo (On God)
Make this Glock “Shiggy Challenge”
out the window (On God)
Savage, why you always rappin’
’bout guns for? (Straight up)
‘Cause, bitch, I fell in love with
the gun smoke (Straight up)
Gun smoke (Gun smoke)
Yeah, gun smoke (Gun smoke)
Put my Glock down, that’s
a no-no (No-no)
When I wear my suit,
I tote my .44 (.44)
Y’all ain’t killin’ shit, y’all
niggas hoes-hoes (Hoes-hoes)
Cryin’ over pussy, you a
broke joke (Broke joke)
Started with a deuce deuce,
turned it to a .38
Then I got a Glock 9,
turned it to a AK
First I was a leg shooter, now
I’m hittin’ chest, face
She done caught rug burn, give
that girl a neck brace
Shoot at me with a handgun, that’s
an insult (Straight up)
We got plenty sticks, nigga, plus
my M’s up (Straight up)
My young niggas ready to crash, they
don’t give a fuck (Straight up)
Let it bang, let ’em hang, I’ma
drop mine (Straight up)
I don’t need no shooter, everybody
know I pop mine (On God)
I’m at Crucial on stage with
a Glock 9 (On God)
I keep one in the head, I ain’t
got time to cock mine (On God)
Murder Gang, nigga, I’m redder
than a stop sign (On God)
You niggas know you need to cut out
all that dickriding (Bitch)
Skinny capris, you think you finer
than yo’ bitch, huh? (Lil’ bitch)
You niggas mad ’cause I keep throwin’
up Zone 6, huh? (Lil’ bitch)
Like “Look at Savage, lil’
bitch ass, he think he the
shit, huh?” (Facts)
I think I am when I’m ridin’
with this stick, huh (21)
I think I am ’cause I just fucked
that nigga bitch, huh (On God)
I swear to god my deal worth seven figures,
not six, huh (Straight up)
You think you hard, you wanna get
shot all up in yo’ shit, huh?
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