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Berner

Gunplay

 

Gunplay

(album: Hempire - 2016)


[Hook Hollywood:]
(Richmond [x2])
(LB nigga)
Richmond niggas bout' gunplay
Better make your bitch pay, pay, pay, pay, pay
I'm high
I'll come down one day
Count money
Monday to Monday
How you really doing fake shit
How you a player, got one bitch?
No bodies, but you kill shit?
These real verse, fake shit

[Verse 1 Hollywood:]
I'mma start off with a good note
Rolling good weed on a big boat
Counting blue ships, all C-notes
And crispy head cash in my Avirex coat
Talking outside, been there since Phat Farm
Big shit, letting off car alarms
Bar lovely with chain with the gun charm
And he even cut me loose in the lazar
If I got it
Then I paid for it
Name solid
Did my thang for it
Had your lil bitch, you ain't even know it
Had an extra hammer, let my cousin hold it
Get em'

[Hook Hollywood:]
Richmond niggas bout' gunplay
Better make your bitch pay, pay, pay, pay, pay
I'm high
I'll come down one day
Count money
Monday to Monday
How you really doing fake shit
How you a player, got one bitch?
No bodies, but you kill shit?
These real verse, fake shit

[Verse 2 Berner:]
Play around get your face cut
It's real out here
We don't play much
How you out side with your chain tucked
Holly' outside with the thang tucked
Real game, mhmm
Yeah I'm bout' big cash
Bern pulled up with the big bag
Where the city where the Rich at
I got Rich and the O with G stack
Yeah we have dark with the blue cook
I feel like Celly, I'm too took
Damn, I got mud on my new three's
Break one down get a two piece
Real city boy

[Hook Hollywood:]
Richmond niggas bout' gunplay
Better make your bitch pay, pay, pay, pay, pay
I'm high
I'll come down one day
Count money
Monday to Monday
How you really doing fake shit
How you a player, got one bitch?
No bodies, but you kill shit?
These real verse, fake shit

[Verse 3 Hollywood:]
South side, nigga on mine
Pops got L's, I don't need to sign
Told her ass to do it for the vine
Heading over it's about time
LB, yeah we right here
Free all my niggas, that's on a tear
Fell off got it right back
Real niggas always bounce back
RP deal and young smack
Nineteen-hunnit, got it on my back
And I wear that shit like a backpack
Four hoes in a new Lac
And they do what your nigga do
Real mac

[Hook Hollywood:]
Richmond niggas bout' gunplay
Better make your bitch pay, pay, pay, pay, pay
I'm high
I'll come down one day
One day
One day
One day
One day
One day

done

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