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letra de gunz like osama (bonus) - 5unna

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[intro: 5unna]
(aye [?], turn this beat up)
yeah, yeah, yeah, homixide, homixide yeah, gang sh-t, gang sh-t, gang sh-t, gang sh-t
(hahaha)
(jupiter is the solar system’s first planet)

[chorus: 5unna]
yeah, walkin’ on down me i ball like osama
she suckin’ my d-ck but i gotta be cautious
a n-gga keep talkin’ i’ma put that boy under
spinnin’ that block make it hot like the summer
these n-ggas be actin’ like b-tches, yeah
these n-ggas be b-tches
lightskin
stick in the head gonna [?] boy heart
all black chopper while i slide in the hummer
i’ma go get it put that on my momma
yeah i f-cked that b-tch raw i don’t need no condom
f-ck-n-gga playin’ hit his ass with the carbon, yeah
look what your b-tch done started
young n-gga trippin’ gon’ shoot up the party, yeah
any n-gga with me got [?], yeah
any n-gga with me they r-t-rded
[verse 1: bf osama]

we spin slide on opp block, for no reason

say they caught a body and upped the scope but them boys were [?]
n-ggas be better off playin’ with they momma p-ssy

[chorus: 5unna]
yeah, walkin’ on down me i ball like osama
she suckin’ my d-ck but i gotta be cautious
a n-gga keep talkin’ i’ma put that boy under
spinnin’ that block make it hot like the summer
these n-ggas be actin’ like b-tches, yeah
these n-ggas be b-tches
lightskin
stick in the head gonna [?] boy heart
all black chopper while i slide in the hummer
i’ma go get it put that on my momma
yeah i f-cked that b-tch raw i don’t need no condom
f-ck-n-gga playin’ hit his ass with the carbon, yeah
look what your b-tch done started
young n-gga trippin’ gon’ shoot up the party, yeah
any n-gga with me got [?], yeah
any n-gga with me they r-t-rded

[verse 2: 5unna]
gang sh-t, gang sh-t
you can’t hang b-tch
n-gga think he gang b-tch, huh, take his chain quick
gang sh-t, gang sh-t
you can’t hang b-tch
drop top, hittin’ sh-t
f-ck your main b-tch
yeah, i walk up in that club with that glizzy on my hip
f-ck-n-gga think sh-t sweet, ha
f-ck-n-gga think sh-t sweet send his ass to the sky

slide, slide, f-ck-n-gga playin’ got shot in the eye
he got caught out of bounds now his momma gon’ cry
roll up a opp then go on live

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