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点击复制Bust your guns uh uh yeah
Bonnie and Clyde s**t
You hear me Smell me
That's right you know
I'mma take this one straight to the top
And he dare get in the way we smash scrape scrape
It's real like that you know what I mean
Follow yo yo yo
Bonnie and Clyde forever y'all
Gun check
Check
Let's go over the plan
I'mma pull up to the joint slow then hop out the van
Nah don't hop out slide out lookin' like a knockout
Show a little thigh make this n***a's eyes pop out
Sieze him with the cleavage
I want you to make this n***a believe he 'bout eat it
I can let him see or feel
Exactly
Two gun totin' I seen dimes stole
Ain't nothin' gonna stop me and hon from rollin'
Yeah we done promotin'
We come for the coke and
All the money in the spot
Act funny get shot
N***a hands high
And I hope none of y'all n***as got plans to die
We can't stand goodbyes
In history me and this b***h will be like
Five years together right
D**n seem like forever
We trade shots
We spray blocks
And we never fail
Yeah but we stay hot
Now would you die for your n***a
Yeah I'd die for my n***a
Would you ride for your n***a
I gets lie for my n***a
Would you live for your n***a
Do up big for you n***a
Would you bid for your n***a
S**t you my n***a
Would you ride for me
Rapper robbery
Would you die for me
I hang high from a tree
They ain't ready for us n***a
Obviously
Sound like Bonnie and Clyde to me
I protect you like a vest do
I'm the lady with a 380 special right next to you
Glock poppin' out the stock
And it's two guns two hun' get down
I tear this whole s**t down
They ain't know the vault pull bank jobs
I banged ya squaw when I aims this rod
Y'all n***as can't do a thing to this broad
My bullets hurt the same as y'alls
I've been taught by the best extorted the rest
Wearin' a n***as s**t crossin' my chest
Life on the line say prayers under my breath
But knew I'd be 'aight cuz right there to my left
Right
Over baby told you baby
Big gun right over your left shoulder baby
Same n***a that taught you how to hold that 80
From day one 'til we old and crazy
Let's k**l the world
Ran up at Chemical
The bank robbers in our routine is like St Bernards swimmin'
Everybody hit the floor guys and women
Kids rush for the door
Keep your cry to a limit
Time check ma we got about 5 minutes
Before the authorities rush and the FBI's in it
That teller's up to something look his eyes are squinted
Don't let that button be the reason why you're finished
Yeah the sky's the limit 'til we reach B I G
Meet Jesus confess to him all the s**t we did
Gotta reverse the six let's murd' head jerk
Almost got whiplash
We got a s**tload of cash
Throws it in the stash
Long as we keep s**tin' like this
S**t ain't nothin' f**kin' with this
You my Clyde for life
I'm your Bonnie like this
I can see us gettin' rich like this n***a
Ad lib until fade