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Gun Club The My Man S Gone Now

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ain't tryin' to hear that shit, man These bitches ain't players, man Peace to my street niggas movin' that weight Much love to my comrades who's out

harm but my diamonds are dumb Plenty rocks on my arm Me and Rocko the Don, East Atlanta the Slum Where I'm from got a gun in the club havin' fun And after it's

the club everybody packin' When they pop pills they get trigger happy My goons gone wack something they ain't askin' My goons on beat, ain't nobody laughing My

on a New York vacation 'ang Come on, let?s get gone, nigga it?s on a gang Swervin? in the rain and workin? the woodgrain We did about two [unverified] Now

do is beat him with the Billy club Here I come, I comin' with my gun I'm shootin' in the head police now what I tell you life is too short for it to

, everybody hit the door, somebody's lickin' shots off Security's gone I'm dropped in the club And I'm tryna run and get my muthafuckin' gun (Nigga,

, I'm what's happenin' now Now gangstas live, gangstas die, grab ya guns, soldiers ride (Show discipline nigga) Kill ya moms, kill ya pops, kill ya seed, kill ya girl (It's

im still on the grind my only way is forward it aint stopin me try and im gonna gun you down tonight. its all about respect u disrespectin my stride see now