Uh huh
Uh huh
Whats up
What's happen
Pimpin I just been trapping
I said what's up
What's happen
Pimpin I just been trapping
Say
Still North of Whoville
Like what's Grinchy my nigga
Greatest snow on earth
In the desert it blizzard
I told my plug I want that bizard
If its that Grand Wizard
That all white boy
Yeah boy boy ima sizzle
I got a throw away hoe
I ain't talking a pistol
All day yayo hey hoe its Christmas
Niggaz screaming pull up
Buts what the logistics
See I was taught to keep the biscuit
Just to beat the statistics
Now if your BM gave me Maggie Simpson
Don't call me trippin
Listen pimpin over here
Bitches play they position
So I'm like f*ck the bed room
Point me to the kitchen
Baby girl where you was
When I was water whipping
Baby boy where you was
When my mama was tripping
Cause I had fiends in and out the kitchen
Hot shit hot shit
Thats just what I'm Dishing
CVG me I'm just a nigga on a mission
This that f*ck where you at
Nigga rep where you from
This that twist a whole sack
We trying f*ck up a lung
This some want some get back
Then bitch come get some
This the sound of a gun
This that buck buck buck
F*ck where you at
My nigga rep you from
This that twist a whole sack
We trying f*ck up a lung
This some spend a couple racks
And give your shorty the ones
This the sound of a gun
This that buck buck buck
I'm from the wish a nigga woods
Word to the gods I'm a Yeti
Big foot on some cook up
Bagging up ready
Look I'll be gone before you look up
Hold your hand held steady
And I ain't saucing on no beef
I'll twist your noodle spaghetti
Your BM hit me
Like lets smoke one and watch Belly
Whither I bust it down or not
Said she gone catch it ya feel me
Her baby daddy ride Pirelli's
Rock fake Pell Pelle
If I tell this Bitch I rap
She gone look at me silly
So I take her to the trap
And let her bust off the scaley
Then I continue to mack
Pimp pimpin fa shiggity
If you see me in your city
And don't f*ck with me kill me
Cal are you kidding me
Yeah Wes really
This that f*ck where you at
Nigga rep where you from
This that twist a whole sack
We trying f*ck up a lung
This some want some get back
Then bitch come get some
This the sound of a gun
This that buck buck buck
F*ck where you at
My nigga rep you from
This that twist a whole sack
We trying f*ck up a lung
This some spend a couple racks
And give your shorty the ones
This the sound of a gun
This that buck buck buck
Nigga
Haha
Ah
Yeah
Uh huh
I said whats up
What's happen
Pimpin I just been trapping
I said what's up
What's happen
Pimpin I just been trapping
I said whats up
What's happen
Pimpin I just been trapping
I said what's up
Yo this that f*ck where you at my nigga
This that twist a whole sack nigga
This some want some get back nigga
This the sound of a gait nigga
Cal Van Gogh - GUN Lyrics
Cal Van Gogh - GUN Lyrics
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Uh huh
Uh huh
Whats up
What's happen
Pimpin I just been trapping
I said what's up
What's happen
Pimpin I just been trapping
Say
Still North of Whoville
Like what's Grinchy my nigga
Greatest snow on earth
In the desert it blizzard
I told my plug I want that bizard
If its that Grand Wizard
That all white boy
Yeah boy boy ima sizzle
I got a throw away hoe
I ain't talking a pistol
All day yayo hey hoe its Christmas
Niggaz screaming pull up
Buts what the logistics
See I was taught to keep the biscuit
Just to beat the statistics
Now if your BM gave me Maggie Simpson
Don't call me trippin
Listen pimpin over here
Bitches play they position
So I'm like f*ck the bed room
Point me to the kitchen
Baby girl where you was
When I was water whipping
Baby boy where you was
When my mama was tripping
Cause I had fiends in and out the kitchen
Hot shit hot shit
Thats just what I'm Dishing
CVG me I'm just a nigga on a mission
This that f*ck where you at
Nigga rep where you from
This that twist a whole sack
We trying f*ck up a lung
This some want some get back
Then bitch come get some
This the sound of a gun
This that buck buck buck
F*ck where you at
My nigga rep you from
This that twist a whole sack
We trying f*ck up a lung
This some spend a couple racks
And give your shorty the ones
This the sound of a gun
This that buck buck buck
I'm from the wish a nigga woods
Word to the gods I'm a Yeti
Big foot on some cook up
Bagging up ready
Look I'll be gone before you look up
Hold your hand held steady
And I ain't saucing on no beef
I'll twist your noodle spaghetti
Your BM hit me
Like lets smoke one and watch Belly
Whither I bust it down or not
Said she gone catch it ya feel me
Her baby daddy ride Pirelli's
Rock fake Pell Pelle
If I tell this Bitch I rap
She gone look at me silly
So I take her to the trap
And let her bust off the scaley
Then I continue to mack
Pimp pimpin fa shiggity
If you see me in your city
And don't f*ck with me kill me
Cal are you kidding me
Yeah Wes really
This that f*ck where you at
Nigga rep where you from
This that twist a whole sack
We trying f*ck up a lung
This some want some get back
Then bitch come get some
This the sound of a gun
This that buck buck buck
F*ck where you at
My nigga rep you from
This that twist a whole sack
We trying f*ck up a lung
This some spend a couple racks
And give your shorty the ones
This the sound of a gun
This that buck buck buck
Nigga
Haha
Ah
Yeah
Uh huh
I said whats up
What's happen
Pimpin I just been trapping
I said what's up
What's happen
Pimpin I just been trapping
I said whats up
What's happen
Pimpin I just been trapping
I said what's up
Yo this that f*ck where you at my nigga
This that twist a whole sack nigga
This some want some get back nigga
This the sound of a gait nigga
Uh huh
Whats up
What's happen
Pimpin I just been trapping
I said what's up
What's happen
Pimpin I just been trapping
Say
Still North of Whoville
Like what's Grinchy my nigga
Greatest snow on earth
In the desert it blizzard
I told my plug I want that bizard
If its that Grand Wizard
That all white boy
Yeah boy boy ima sizzle
I got a throw away hoe
I ain't talking a pistol
All day yayo hey hoe its Christmas
Niggaz screaming pull up
Buts what the logistics
See I was taught to keep the biscuit
Just to beat the statistics
Now if your BM gave me Maggie Simpson
Don't call me trippin
Listen pimpin over here
Bitches play they position
So I'm like f*ck the bed room
Point me to the kitchen
Baby girl where you was
When I was water whipping
Baby boy where you was
When my mama was tripping
Cause I had fiends in and out the kitchen
Hot shit hot shit
Thats just what I'm Dishing
CVG me I'm just a nigga on a mission
This that f*ck where you at
Nigga rep where you from
This that twist a whole sack
We trying f*ck up a lung
This some want some get back
Then bitch come get some
This the sound of a gun
This that buck buck buck
F*ck where you at
My nigga rep you from
This that twist a whole sack
We trying f*ck up a lung
This some spend a couple racks
And give your shorty the ones
This the sound of a gun
This that buck buck buck
I'm from the wish a nigga woods
Word to the gods I'm a Yeti
Big foot on some cook up
Bagging up ready
Look I'll be gone before you look up
Hold your hand held steady
And I ain't saucing on no beef
I'll twist your noodle spaghetti
Your BM hit me
Like lets smoke one and watch Belly
Whither I bust it down or not
Said she gone catch it ya feel me
Her baby daddy ride Pirelli's
Rock fake Pell Pelle
If I tell this Bitch I rap
She gone look at me silly
So I take her to the trap
And let her bust off the scaley
Then I continue to mack
Pimp pimpin fa shiggity
If you see me in your city
And don't f*ck with me kill me
Cal are you kidding me
Yeah Wes really
This that f*ck where you at
Nigga rep where you from
This that twist a whole sack
We trying f*ck up a lung
This some want some get back
Then bitch come get some
This the sound of a gun
This that buck buck buck
F*ck where you at
My nigga rep you from
This that twist a whole sack
We trying f*ck up a lung
This some spend a couple racks
And give your shorty the ones
This the sound of a gun
This that buck buck buck
Nigga
Haha
Ah
Yeah
Uh huh
I said whats up
What's happen
Pimpin I just been trapping
I said what's up
What's happen
Pimpin I just been trapping
I said whats up
What's happen
Pimpin I just been trapping
I said what's up
Yo this that f*ck where you at my nigga
This that twist a whole sack nigga
This some want some get back nigga
This the sound of a gait nigga
Writer: Chaz Judd
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