G.O.M (Gun on Me) [Radio Edit]

Lyrics

Tell em gun on my waist
 Hand on my waist
 Hand on my waist
 Hand on my waist you better have your gun up on your waist
 Kuz you know semi ready to spray
 Gun on waist
 Hand on my waist
 Hand on my waist
 Hand on my waist you better have your gun up on your waist
 Kuz you know semi ready to spray
 Someone gone tell em like
 Tengo la maldita negra on me
 La equina ta con hambre preguntando si ya comi
 El culo de tu perra se viro y se puso pa mi
 Se lo rompi
 Tu traicionate nigga fuck a homie
 La envidia se le nota no me fallan lo reflejo
 El chota muere joven mientra en puro llega a viejo
 La falta de dinero no me hico coje consejo
 Salgo con la nueve prendo el blunt y me voy lejo
 I'm out here coming for necks
 Count it up thumding through check
 Watch me finesse
 Doing the dash in the lex
 We pulling up and saying less
 You can get blessed
 The Mac will put em to rest
 I hope that you got a vest
 I go for the head
 I'm aiming and I'm over the edge
 Shooting till ain't othing left
 Ya better off dead
 Big Choppa make you airborne
 Let it blow like a air horn
 Hitting if i ever miss you then Im aiming for who you care for
 When the thang spark it's a sad song
 That barrel be mad long
 You know what time I'm on
 If they want static I'll ride on em
 Tell em gun on my waist
 Hand on my waist
 Hand on my waist
 Hand on my waist you better have your gun up on your waist
 Kuz you know semi ready to spray
 Gun on waist
 Hand on my waist
 Hand on my waist
 Hand on my waist you better have your gun up on your waist
 Kuz you know semi ready to spray
 Someone gone tell em like
 El que quiera problema se los doy
 Trae el ruido bring the noise
 Fuck your corillo se jodan tus boys
 I got juguetes you know i got toys
 Que hacen ruido como un drummer boy
 Y No me escondo i don't hide aqui estoy
 Con la shotty... la escopeta
 La oooup... that's la Metra
 The one on my waist baretta
 No importa quien se meta
 Anyone can get it veremos quien se atreve
 It's time to pay mother fucker paga lo que debe.
 Mejor que tu tenga lo tuyo te pillo pana y te hago sorullo ando
 Con los mios montao te pillo en area y con bala te flullo calla
 La cabron te corto en cantito y te lleva el marullo ando
 Con hitta montao fumandome un philly papito capullo Que chupe
 La pinga todo tu corillo el clip de banana con to los martilllo te damos
 Con to y los carzoncillo celebro tu muerte con una pastellillo llego
 El hijo eh puta cara pepinillo llego el hijo puta cara pepinillo tu sabes lokillo
 Que en esto te meto cabron no puedes conmigo
 Tell em gun on my waist
 Hand on my waist
 Hand on my waist
 Hand on my waist you better have your gun up on your waist
 Kuz you know semi ready to spray
 Gun on waist
 Hand on my waist
 Hand on my waist
 Hand on my waist you better have your gun up on your waist
 Kuz you know semi ready to spray
 Someone gone tell em like

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Song Details

Duration
03:29
Key
6
Tempo
101 BPM

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