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[B.G.]

I got 'em all from revolver semi-automatics,
automatics

Grenades, assault rifles - run up, I'll letcha
have it

When it comes to guns, I'm one of the best

Get a few to the head, then a few to the chest

I've been ridin' - puttin' bitch-niggas six in
the dirt

At a young age hopped off the porch puttin' in
work

I'm a soldier - fuck with me don't say I ain't
told ya

I'll catch ya with your drawers down and
fuck-over ya

Blues your dog and letcha know I don't play

Have your family grievin', singin' Amazin' Grace

And whoever call theyself comin' out there with
ya

I'ma up, cock, and knock the brains out that
nigga

Bustin' heads ain't nothin' to me - I've been
doin' it

And if you're smart you don't want trouble with
me

If you want it, believe I ain't gon' hesitate to
bring it

I'll politely put that thing in my hand and just
sling it

(Hook-2x [B.G.])

I'm a gun slinger - consider me a home wrecker

I'm a gun slinger - they label me as a dome
checker

[B.G.]

Nigga, I swear, you don't want me to go off

'Cause when I go off, believe, nigga, I'ma show
off

Your head definitely gon' get blowed off

I have no conscience at all

I continue to get my roll on

Murder, murder, kill, kill: that's all I know

Hustle 'til mornin' and get the dope, man: that's
all I know

I was raised in the streets, bitch - taught that
g shit

I was told, nigga (??) knock him off his feet
quick

Remember I was seven, put my hands on my first
weapon

Daddy taught me how to pop a clip in a Mack-11

Ever since that, I fell in love with guns

Saved my allowance for a month and got me one

My cousin taught me how to shoot a nine, and it
was on

Nigga made me feel played, I had to upset his
home

Now, if you want drama, I don't hesitate to bring
it

I up that AK-47 and start to sling it

(Hook-2x [B.G.])

[B.G.]

When it's on my mind, I'm ready for whatever,
nigga

I'ma take this beef straight to another level,
nigga

Your sister just got married - I shoot-up her
reception, nigga

Whack your clique one by one 'til no one left in
it, nigga

Spot the car movin' slow with no lights, tryin'
to creep

That's me, and I'm there to tear down the whole
street

B.G. don't play no games, I'm 'bout sprayin'

When you see me, all you gon' see is
flucka-flucka-flame!!

Brains on the ground - yellow tape all around

People sayin', That had to be a nigga from
uptown.

When I'm lose, I'm lose - when I'm strapped, I'ma
use it

'Cause I ain't gon' have that in my hand and
don't shoot it

I'ma abuse it - bust hollows like Cupid bust
arrows

I only put hollow tips in my barrel

You wanna battle - nigga, I'ma bring noise

I got to show ya I'm a original Hot Boy, and a-

(Hook [B.G.])

-gun slinger - consider me a home wrecker

I'm a gun slinger - label me as a dome checker

I'm a gun slinger - consider me a home wrecker

I'm a gun slinger - label me as a dome checker

I'm a gun slinger - consider me a home wrecker

I'm a gun slinger - label me as a dome checker

I'm a gun slinger - consider me a home wrecker

I'm a gun slinger - people call me a dome checker

[B.G. {talking}]

Nigga, checkmate

Nigga, checkmate!

Wrong move, nigga - checkmate!