For The Love Of Guns (feat. Mr. Sancho)

Ms. Sancha

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    [Chorus:]
    I Dont Give A Fuck, Bitch You Betta Run
    Im Livin (Livin For The Love Of My Guns Muthafucka)
    Put The Safety Off, Bustin Tears Down
    Im Livin For The Love Of Guns

    [Verse 1:]
    Ima Stay Unloaded Clips, From The Lpg
    Ima Gangsta Bitch, Not Too Many Tricks Can Fuck Wit This
    So Think Twice Before You Wanna Start Some Shit
    Roll A 6-4, Gotta Light A Dome, Gotta Sharp A Blow
    Gotta 9 Milimeter And A Clean .44 That'll Blast Yo Ass
    If U Take The Chance, Ms Sancha Needs Cash
    And She Wants It Fast
    Give Me All That You Got Homeboy
    'cuz This Cuete That I Got Aint A Toy
    It Packs Nothin But Hot Lead
    Throw Yo Head, Make One Funny Move
    And Yo Ass Is Dead
    And Yes It Gets Me Off, When I Hear The Shots
    It Makes Me Cum When I Feel The Pop
    Nothin Like The Sound Of My 9 Or A Glock
    Besides A Down-Ass Vato With A Big Held Dick

    [Chorus]

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    [Mr. Sancho:]
    Sancho Muthafucka, Wit A Gangsta Twist
    Im Here Ta Represent Tha South With A Gangsta Bitch
    We Double Team The Competition And Load The Amunition
    So She Can Rock The Cock While I Cock The Glock
    Pop, Pop Drive-By An Er'ybody 'cuz I Wont Stop *Trumpin Up The Right Beat
    Guaranteed To Be High If You Wanna Chance To Threat
    Fuck You Up Rat An Ill Neva Hesitate To Put A Hole In Your Chest
    You Best Run And Hide Homie You Wont Survive
    I Got Sancha An Nina Puto, Ready To Ride
    Cuz We Lite Up The Gun, And Can Put Up The Gun
    Still Ride To The Death Homie, There's No Way To Run
    Lowpro Represent An Pitbulls On The Loose
    Fuck You, Sancho Breakin All The Rules

    [Chorus]

    Fuckin You In The Bed, While Im Givin You Head
    Feria Too, Think Im Playin Foo'
    I Dont Give A Fuck Throw Ya In A Blood Poo'
    The Sound Of My Gun Make My Pussy Lips Droo'
    It Gets Me Wet, It Makes Me Sweat
    Let It Go, Bitch You Wont Regret
    Cuz My Gunshots Flyin, An These Sorry Vatos Always Dyin
    Go Ahead Keep Tryin, Fuck You
    If You Aint 619'n
    Aint Got No Time, Aint Got Nothin Else On My Mind
    Besides Robbin Suckers, Who Think That Sancha Is Their Lover
    I Got A Love Of Glass, So Give It Up Ese
    Give Me All Your Stash, Cuz I Dont Want No Love
    I Got Enough Muthafuckas Thata Wanna Fuck
    But Righ Now Makin Love To My Gun
    Bitch You Betta Run Fast, Hide, Or Duck

    [Chorus x2]

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