BigWalkDog – Son Of A Gun

American musician BigWalkDog unties a brand new music titled Son Of A Gun” kindly check out the music mp3 download lyrics below.

Son Of A Gun Lyrics By BigWalkDog


Nah-nah, nah-nah
Pablo go crazy for this motherfucker
Nah-nah, nah-nah
Oh, what’s the word Scotty?
Nah-nah, nah-nah
Aye, School got another one bro
Walk up in the club with all this shit on
Hey, see my ring stone

Hellcat out through traffic, windin’, clappin’, I can’t creep in this
Label told me, “Stay out up of these streets ’cause this a difference”
What you know ’bout right before your eyes and all these people switch?
Mama pray for better day, but Mama know I keep a gliz’
We beat him senseless if he think ’bout disrespecting
Ain’t nobody checking
You see blood on all these necklaces
J go shoot, I said to pick him off, forever next to him
Weren’t for me protecting him, but now he shootin’ out the gym
Play with this, yo’ chance too slim
Ain’t no saving you from them
Draco knock chunks out of limb
Wafi gave my collar, chill
Even die for dollar bills
Put my heart up in this pill
Let my soul die in the field
I get scoped by fake or real
And I’ma keep this shit a mil’
You show a gun, you ain’t gonna live
And I’ma keep this shit a bill
Two hand to hold ’em swtichin’ still
So much commotion where I live that we control the way I feel
I want you gone, that how it is, could be today, but soon it will
You gotta play for keeps, my lil’ nigga out on bond
Slidin’, facin’ first degree
Ain’t this off the law handshakes the hoes, he do the dirt for free
And he walk ’em down without a mask so they’ll know he screened
And he told me, “WalkDog, I just want them people notice me”
On prescription bottle, Perkys on, I feel like Otis P (Amen)
I just pulled two foes inside a solider, still can’t go to sleep
Hit the club, we twenty deep
Not twenty guys, but twenty heathens
Niggas clown, they funny people, I swear this shit can turn you evil
Your bitch see this ice, she know the price, it make her wanna leave
I just pulled a star up on my state, I ain’t get a thank you neither (Star)
If you see the envy in they eyes, then they ain’t your people
If you see a diss, I send a blitz, your song won’t get a sequel
I don’t trust nobody, came through slappin’, I don’t talk to people
Can’t play at my show, we stay on Goldie chopper satellite speaker
All these niggas hoes, so built to fold, and I won’t do no feature
Rollie cost a fifty, really sixty, please don’t do no reasoning
If they can’t get away with what they said, they better go out swingin’
Before I let my mama cry a river, leave your family grieving
I just had a son, so AI told gum my baby finally teething
And I know they gon’ slide, so I be quiet, I know they’ll never leave me
Misses get complete, you see my reach, my waistband different region
I ain’t hear a word when I was broke, now everybody speakin’
Nobody need nobody, fly right by me, everybody need me
You really little rat, we know you cap, I get you stepped on easy
Thirty and some chains, that Johnny dinin’ while I’m studded cheesin’
I just play it cool, go with your moves so I can have a reason
Nigga threw some water at my shore, they say he barley breathin’
Blew up out the blue, them people knew, but they had barely seen him

Hey, hey, hey
Blew up out the blue, them people knew, but they had barely seen him
Hey, hey, hey
Nigga threw some water at my shore, they say he barley breathin’
Huh, huh, huh, hey

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