[Chorus]
Guns N Roses, hit 'em hit 'em up kid!
Guns N Roses, hit 'em hit 'em up kid!
Guns N Roses, hit 'em hit 'em up kid!
Guns N Roses, hit 'em hit 'em up!
[Lil' Fame]
Whenever a nigga bleed, it lead to Guns N Roses
And a real nigga knows is
everybody that have held had shot one
It's like a asshole, cause everybody's got one
Niggaz is gettin kinda bold
Little shorties thirteen years old, tryin to leave a nigga cold
I'm packin my gat, and watchin my back, and ready for one
You niggaz wanna jump up, cause I ain't goin out like Willie (?)
[Billy Danze]
I propose a toast (YEAH) next nigga that play me close
I'ma have your faggot ass hangin off a lamp post
(SALUTE!) To my nigga that slid and did bids
(REST IN PEACE) To them niggaz that slipped and caught clips kid
It's yo' play on the blessings
Me I send your maggot ass back to the essence
Niggaz have told ya, Guns N Roses that's the path
So pack yo' gat and watch yo' ass
[Chorus]
[Lil' Fame]
Guns N Roses, no one opposes the MASH OUT POSSE
You can't stop me
I'm packin blue steel steppin with my weapon waitin for the rumble
I'm trouble, step into the concrete jungle
Foes'll hear the words from the reverand
And caught hell fuckin with Fame, so now they ass gotta go to heaven
I fear no man, and I ain't Omar Epps
but I'm lettin motherfuckers know the program
Too many motherfuckers died on the street
That's why I tell motherfuckers to back up and play me feet
Just the other day I put my man in the ground, so now
I walk around with the motherfuckin trey-pound
Just for my enemies so I can blow they chest in
Cause Smith and Wesson'll have your whol
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