I Tote Guns

I told guns I make number runs I I told guns

I make number runs

I I told guns I I told guns I

I told guns I I told guns I

I told guns I make number ones

I shot you army hammer man got the hammer

Red bandanaget green bruce banner

Shake down block snap shots no camera

Told big guns I'm a heavy metal handler

Thirty eight special trip pound magnum act forty seven

Run out ofbullets I stab them

Fire arms got them

Who want a problem

Hollows on the top copper heads on the bottom

Now I'm millimeter

Give me gun fever

Cold cold drink all got it by the leader

Holla at your dog real his hustle love ball

Shopping with the cafe is like shopping at the mall

I beat us plier for ambitious bias

** rolling like michelin tires

Nah I ain't on multi millionaire

But please believe I'm the hardest ** here

I cult guns I make

No the ones I

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No the ones I

I cult guns I make

No the ones I'm saying

When it's done right there's nothing like red cats that

Nothing like beating

There's nothing like nah

Nothing like carrots one rock cam

There's nothing like that uh

I shot you nice blood on my shoulder

Shake down soldier

Ten black rovers in the goons

Bite like poisonous cobras

Inglewood ** I salute hood ** goals anywhere

Putting up at least seven numbers a

Yeah slapping hoes day yeah

Strapping my waist

Yeah you're strapping and safe

If it wasn't for this rap I'll be shooting up the place

Guns I done bust them

Dipping through customs with that uncut

That'll tear your nose up

What else I'm flows through the city on my own nuts

See I'm laying on bread homie that's cold cuts huh

More deals than burger king

Big bitley with the arm and hammer serving in

In my block work like clock work

Familiar with wall street

I'll show you how the stocks work

I told guns I make

No

The ones I I told guns I

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I told guns I make

No

The ones I I told guns I make

No the one