Gun 2 from Care by Allison Fleischer
Tracklist
| 8. | Gun 2 | 2:58 |
Lyrics
Hey, Twitter world, it's yours truly! Now, coming soon to Twitter, you'll get to read all my thoughts and opinions on just about everything. Now, there's a lot of fake O.J. accounts out there, so this one, @TheRealOJ32, is the only official one. So, this should be a lot of fun.
I got a little gettin' even to do.
I got a little gettin' even to do.
I got a little gettin' even to do.
I got a little gettin' even to do.
Hra-tsa-tsa, ia ripi-dapi dilla barits tad dillan deh lando
Aba rippadta parip parii ba ribi, ribi, ribiriz den teahlando
La barillaz dillan deiallou ara va reve reve revydyv dyvjavuo
Bariz dah l'llavz dei lando dabaoke dagae gadae due due dei ia do
Here comes the money (here we go, money talk)
Here comes the money
Money money money money money money money money money
Dolla dolla
Dolla dolla
Ching ching, bling bling, cut the chatter
You ain't talking money, then your talking don't matter
Ching ching, bling bling, pattin' pockets
You make the dolla dolla, can't a damn soul stop it
With the big boys coming with the big stuff
I feel so clean like a money machine, oh yeah
Big boys coming with the big trucks
Feel so clean like a money machine, oh yeah
Big boys coming with the big trucks
Feel so clean like a money machine, oh yeah
Big boys coming with the picture
Feel so clean like a money machine, oh yeah (oh yeah)
You started with a mere hello
A boy is a gun
(You just a black man in this world
You just a barcode, ayy)
No, don't shoot me down
(You just a black man in this world
Drivin' expensive foreigns, ayy)
You started with a mere hello
(You just a big dawg, yeah
I kenneled him in the backyard
No, probably ain't life to a dog
For a big dog)
A boy is a gun







