[Hook]
Guns & Roses
Them n***as don't love you,n***a
Guns & Roses
Them bitches don't love you,n***a
Guns & Roses
Them ain't your friends,n***a
Guns & Roses
That bitch might fuck your friends,n***a
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Guns & Roses (x 8)

[Verse 1]
That loyalty, you owe it
If you love someone you show it
Im too real and you know it
Ball your feelings up and throw it
That 40 cal I tote it
This molly got me rollin'
You n***as be hoeing
Come to your block and go bonin'
37th where i'm from
E'rybody got a gun
I just got some dope today
And I gave my aunt a bump
Yeah I'm smoking on that gas
N***a pull up to the pump
Choppa came with a drum
Ba rumpa bum bum
Police took away my friends
Or they life came to an end
These n***as not my friends
They just want some of my ends
Im flyer than the wind
Everything I do I win
Boy you on your last limb
I seen more weight than a Gym
Ridin round with the plug
He got drugs in the armrest
Take a n***a chain let my grandmother pawn that
Streets Hottest Youngin' call the labels
Make em' bump that
Streets goin crazy, "why the fuck he ain't signed yet?"
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[Verse 2]
Young N***a I seen it all
Matter fact, I want it all
Knew a lot of n***as who fell, Shit I even took a fall
I tried to pick up a ball, crowd didn't cheer at all
Pull up in a stolen car
They treatin me like a star
Now everything I want be mine
I tell your girl I'm the man
Self-Made motherfucker, even got it on my hands
Knew he wasn't my man
Shit we ain't come from the sand
I thought we was taking bands
And that n***a took the stand
Im out here chasin' paper
Give a Fuck about a hater
Had a n***a in The Fader and the fuckin' city Paper
I shoot just like a Laker
I'm a fucking hit maker
Might hit Meek up later
We some fuckin' dream chasers
And bitch you ain't my bitch
You be on n***as dick
Wanna kill the boy that dissed
But a n***a might snitch
And I done hung out on a lot of n***as zips
I know when they come out and when them guns on they hip
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