BERNER - 21 Gunz lyrics

rate me

Car parked outside for about 2 hours

Scheme ass ak’s, you know we gotta get ours

So I’m talking bout how I’m fully wisdom, money and power

Both smoking his face and smaking in the back of the choppa

No time to waste bra, what’s the combination?

I’m laughing at the safe, I gotta make em pay up

Said it’s bricks in the attic, money in the truck, I’m from the projects

Where everybody sells drugs,

Them mob figures nigga now you know the bizness

Shot pops in his face so we get the picture

Got a car for my chick, hoe it is it

Got 50 g’s for you fetty, we getting richer

She ain’t kill a nigga quick, they my bunny bitches

Think you about to fuck and then you missing

I taught them show no love, yeah I’m in the pimping

Collecting they digits and managing women

Bow to the emperor, lion mane at my feet

Sleep on a polar bear fur and my pillow’s mean

6 damn...whip glorious day for the king soon they gotta lead

Just got a word there’s a peasant in the residence, the princess made the guards tease

Bring them from the dungeon and plunge them if they are thieves

Sniper took one out he was lounging at the guard keys

I prolly would have left him leave, hit him with a small feet

Tryina feed the kids, I remember the hard game

I got a kingdom, but in the hood is where my heart stays

Travel on, impress my people, with the dark ways

The hell was down when they were found at the edge of our sharp blade

The hell was down when they were found at the edge of our sharp blade

A street pirate no eye patch, fucking the game from the back till she climax

You can run but where you hiding at?

Got some niggas in the condo, choppa with the double drum bringos

Chilled in my com mode, kush slipping out my nostrils

Know this life slipping as the time goes

Stay on in my grind mode, it’s what my mind keep telling me

But get him out the way, I’ll be right back to selling D

Which is me dope in its purest spawn

So sit back by the track but you shooting on

Niggas talk shit till them things popping ass, when that shit stop

Fucking off money lil nigga keep rock

A leap and a zip lock nigga, that 6 shooter give you 6 shots nigga

Cause niggas get clicked for that sort of shit

I got a bitch that will kill you for a quarter bricks

Salute the shooter at the side of its death

Confusing cops with no evidence left

Salute the props, let the streets assume

Who put the kid down and really put the boy in the tomb

Fear when they speak his name they feel goose bumps

Rise on the back of his neck when I produce tump

No blow, just drough, juiced up, with the mafia for real, uz-ed up

Hard pump nitro, dark shades, no love, no blindfold

Drama goes on long as life goes

Do my homework and I finished my assignment

Believe I own you when it’s not from consignment

Vocal if I see bullshit, you can’t quiet me

Approaching you with 2 full clips, you better hide from me

All that slick talk will get a nigga picked off

Sure but you’re dough stepping, blow your whole shit off

21 gunz salute, I used to be the youngest one in the group

Now my yg shoot, I’ma god in the street, plugs beg me to meet

They just wanna talk prices, I’m getting them cheap

I told them homie listen up, them high chills burn

He got hit 2 times I hope it’s not his turn

I got rich off the fish scale, cookie and pot

I can’t wait till I ball and my kush plans dry

I had to get it baby, you see me bands dipping

Lean sipping, yeah the cream got the fiends itching

I saw my ex bitch, she said she need pimping

I’m in the m6 with my Japanese bitches

Riding round, I keep the weeds twisted

2 zens and some gin got me seeing different

I let off 30 rounds in your coupe, 21 gunz salute.