Gunn Rap - Smif-N-Wessun

Tek: Yeah nigga, we out here man

Steele: Smif N Wessun ta the death nigga

Tek, (both)

hustler[Pimp or a gun buster

But you’re best to have them ones out when the boys come in to rush ya

Thinking cuz you know some thugs them slugs can’t touch ya]

Don’t be thinkin' cuz they give you pounds and hugs them boys won’t fuck ya

[Well let me tell you home boy you got another thing coming

If you think me and my son’s gonna spend our whole lives' strugglin'

My dues been paid] And my blocks been bubbling

You listening to the flow killer niggas know I’m no quitter

and getting sick of

How I miss ya, see how my swagger swigger

You a five thrower, let me show you I throw one bigger

You don’t want us to come get’cha

[Fuck the ones you brung with ya, hope you brung your ones wit’cha

Ass bent, bet the gun get ya, my life is uncensored

It won’t be a pretty picture when them slugs kiss ya]

My dude don’t tell 'em nothing, I want them to start fronting

And let them feel the pressure of the cranium crushing

See the fluid gushing out

From the body to the sewer, bin needing flushing out

Hook:

and done that

till our ones stack

Got some back

(is gun rap)

(they love that)

We give back

Nigga this ain’t no come back

This gorilla’s, more iller,

half the block

Indo, roll slow

Tip over (Hell no) (Lets GO)

Bank stopper Still miss

For that red Datsun three hot shots at ya

Fo' reala, die in that Chinchilla

Words of Eazy, «Mo skrilla Mo skrilla»

[Man you ain’t never live

That’s the reason I rock fellow, I ain’t sign to the Roc-a-fella

I’m just trying to stock up cheddar]

When it’s popping on the block only options to pop Beretta’s

Wear a mask oh, hell no, we blow at the (Po-Po)

Forty caliber, chose for weapons,

That I’m shell-shocked family in the Boondocks

get your bank stocking, head cocking

Courtesy of me, that you stretch like a T

we call it the white meat

See how mafias will move, we cement your shows

You riding the current, with the fishes you’ll snooze

For muscle we got two-shotters

[And the block stand beside us, they know that we true riders

Show love to the hood, and the hood do the same

It don’t matter where you go, don’t forget where you came]

Hook 2x