BigWalkDog - Son Of A Gun (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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BigWalkDog - Son Of A Gun (en) Lyrics
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Hellcat out through traffic, windin',
clappin', I can't creep in this
Label told me, "Stay out up of
these streets 'cause it's a different
risk" (Pooh Shiesty)
What you know 'bout right before your
eyes and all these people switch?
Mama pray for better day, but
mama know I keep a Glizzy
We beat him senseless if he
think 'bout disrespecting
Ain't nobody checking
You see blood on all these nеcklaces
J go shoot, I said to pick him
off, forever nеxt to him
Word from me protecting him, but
now he shootin' out the gym
Play with this, yo' chance too slim
Ain't no saving you from them
Draco knock chunks out of limb
Wafi gave my collar, chill
Even die for dollar bills
Put my heart up in this pill
Let my soul die in the field
I get scoped by fake or real
And I'ma keep this shit a mil'
You show a gun, you ain't gon' live
And I'ma keep this shit a bill'
Two hand to hold 'em swtichin'
still (Brrt)
So much commotion where I live that
we control the way I feel
I want you gone, that how it is, could
be today, but soon it will
You gotta play for keeps, my
lil' nigga out on bond
Slidin', facin' first degree
Ain't this off the law handshakes and
hoes, he do the dirt for free
And he walk 'em down without a mask
so they'll know he street
And he told me, "WalkDog, I just
want them people notice me"
Unprescriptioned bottle, Perky
on, I feel like Otis P (Amen)
I just pulled two fours inside a
soda, still can't go to sleep
Hit the club, we twenty deep
Not twenty guys, but twenty hitters
Niggas clown, they funny people, I
swear this shit can turn you evil
Your bitch see this ice, she know the
price, it make her wanna leave ya
I just pulled a star up on
my state, I ain't get a
thank you neither (Star)
If you see the envy in they eyes,
then they ain't your people
If you see a diss, I send a blitz,
your song won't get a sequel
I don't trust nobody, came through
slappin', I don't talk to people
Can't play at my show, we stay on go,
this chopper sound like speaker
All these niggas hoes, so built to
fold, and I won't do no feature
Rollie cost a fifty, really sixty,
please don't do no reasoning
If they can't get away with what they
said, they better go out swingin'
Before I let my mama cry a river,
leave your family grieving
I just had a son, so I told gum
my baby finally teething
And I know they gon' slide, so
I be quiet, I know they'll
never leave me (My mama)
Misses get complete, you see my reach,
my waistband different region
I ain't hear a word when I was
broke, now everybody speakin'
Nobody need nobody, fly right
by me, everybody need me
You really a rat, we know you cap,
I get you stepped on easy
Thirty and some chains, that
Johnny Dang, that's why
I'm studded cheesin'
I just play it cool, go with your
moves so I can have a reason
Nigga threw some water at my show,
they say he barley breathin'
Blew up out the blue, them people knew,
but they had barely seen him
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