Nashawn - Buss My Gun lyrics

[Chorus: 4X] I "Buss My Gun" for the one I love [Jungle] Yo, do you wanna live or do you wanna die? I throw you out the bridge wit a bullet in yo' eye Like the ribbon in the sky you'll be floatin in the air Gotta see yo' mother cry at the wake I'll be there I give her a hug and tell her to be strong And smack her in the face wit a .44 long I know I'll be wrong thats how I get it on I hope that knowlege the hook on this song I got mack's n tech's, snub revolver's Oozy I got 'em, gaze no problem, calico's AK's .357, .9 mili tray .8 send you to heaven I gave my lady a .380, a .22 or a .25, b**h went crazy Your poppin foreva, one for all Bravehearted we standin n***a f** all ya'll [Chorus: 4X] I "Buss My Gun" for the one I love [Nashawn] Ya, Ya Stop playin I'm layin for my dawgs that I'll die for Cabbage pack these n***as, souls in the sky mourn Shots rhein, Glock bang hot thangs Leave 'em wit his watch and rings Stop and aim, I'll pop, tops all 'fore I got my rocks For my family, you a corpse, what you thought for my seeds I'll even let the wrong man bleed Sit there and for the right one and give 'em three You see me don't think cause I'm on tv That a n***a won't ma**acre your family I love guns and bustin 'em off for love ones Get it done, big as small ones even for funs I love cash, for loot; I'll k** yo a** Bangs through the roof or the coupe, I'll watch the blood splash And I hate most dudes that ain't my blood And I "Buss My Gun" for the one I love [Chorus: 4X] I "Buss My Gun" for the one I love [Wiz] I bust 'em guns for the ones I...love I leave a n***a leakin for somethin Them guns quicker and quicker heat seak is comin My n***a Jung jumpin on n***as his shells is jumpin No finger prints, shoot again these mothaf**as don't make sense Sayin me and my n***as we can't win, why? See the guns pointed at yo' face Plus your cliques 'round cause they fake, they die See my attitude, buss a mothaf**a for food Now I'm mad at you hit you then I tossed the two Neva sobber, shoot n***as and run 'em over G-Wiz DH, come test a QB soldier I run away wit your head in my arm like Brett Favre If mothaf**as takin the street them Bravehearts Shootin on these mothaf**a f*ggots Ga'head and pull your gun n***a, I'mma grab it then I.. [Chorus: 4X] I "Buss My Gun" for the one I love