Guns & Roses

[Hook] Guns & Roses Them niggas don't love you,nigga Guns & Roses Them bitches don't love you,nigga Guns & Roses Them ain't your friends,nigga Guns & Roses That bitch might fuck your friends,nigga [Hook] 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 niggas 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 Nigga 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 niggas 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 nigga 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?" [Hook] [Hook] [Verse 2] Young Nigga I seen it all Matter fact, I want it all Knew a lot of niggas 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 nigga took the stand Im out here chasin' paper Give a Fuck about a hater Had a nigga in The Fader and the fuckin' city Paper I shoot just like a Laker I'm a fucking hit maker Might hit Meekah later We some fuckin' dream chasers And bitch you ain't my bitch You be on niggas dick Wanna kill the boy that dissed But a nigga might snitch And I done hung out on a lot of niggas zips I know when they come out and when them guns on they hip [Hook] [Hook]