Gunsmoke lyrics

by

Esham


[Intro: Lil' Shank & Bullet]
f*ck I said "Run your shoes", I didn't want your stinkin' ass socks too, b*tch!
Rydas!
Gunsmoke

[Verse 1: Bullet]
I wanna live to be an old-ass gangsta, tired as f*ck
And in a black wheelchair, rollin' down the hill bustin'
I don't lift sh*t or work out, I do finger curls
I'm straight gangsta, smokin' Sherm and f*ckin' fat girls

[Verse 2: Lil' Shank]
Don't get her barkin' at you, her bite will leave you missin' a chunk
Turn a chump into a powerful punk, she got that vibe and power
Other side of the gat, a shaky motherf*cker
Who was thuggin' two minutes ago, but now he's just a sucker!

[Verse 3: Full Clip]
When my pistol goes "pow!", your head gets to drippin'
When my pistol starts swingin' (b*tch b*tch!), everybody's dippin'
In the club, in the streets, or all up in your bedroom, b*tch
Now run that sh*t and feel Full Clip's full clip!

[Verse 4: Sawed Off]
Can you smell that thick smoke gunpowder, sucker?
Straight from the barrel to your domе, motherf*cker! (Damn!)
Inhale, еxhale, that smells so well
Sawed off shotgun, heavy smoke, big shells
[Interlude: Lil' Shank, Bullet, and Converse]
Damn, Sawed Off just blew your motherf*ckin' head off!
Sawed Off hauled off and blew your jaw off!
Now you a victim to the gunsmoke, b*tch!
G-U-N-S-M-O-K-E
Victim of the gunsmoke

[Chorus: Converse]
Gunsmoke, first a second-hand lung smoke
Smoke, choke, fall asleep forever, never woke
Rydas ride on every b*tch until they get broke
Gunsmoke slit throats, b*tch don't get choked
Gunsmoke simmer down, ho
Don't provoke gunsmoke
Better heed the murder that the Rydas wrote!

[Verse 5: Cell Block]
The 9 millimeter stays loaded, ready to explode
And leave a couple holes in your f*ckin' boo-boo clothes
Still bustin' out the window of a black truck
If you a gangsta and you feel me, throw your guns up! (Guns up!)

[Verse 6: Foe Foe]
You've been blinded by the smoke from my sawed off double-barrel twelve-gauge
With tape on the handle, straight from the old days
Original gangsta, '85 is when I started
Sellin' weed from my father to here to Pearl Harbor
[Verse 7: Bullet]
I create gunsmoke, but suckers never get to see that
Dead on they back with a smokey hole in they neck
I hit the smoke from the barrel, it numbs like cocaine
I told my boys and now the Rydas have all begun smokin'!

[Verse 8: Full Clip]
Somethin' to your dome, smell the smoke before you die
Gunpowder mixed with that Peruvian aye-aye
Brain splattered on the wall, a hole in your head
But I ain't wastin' my [?], I scoop it up and sell it again

[Interlude: Full Clip, Bullet, & Converse]
G-U-N-S-M-O-K-E
Yeah, you stupid motherf*cker!
Don't provoke the gunsmoke, unless you [?]
Motherf*cker, die!

[Chorus: Converse]
Gunsmoke, first a second-hand lung smoke
Smoke, choke, fall asleep forever, never woke
Rydas ride on every b*tch until they get broke
Gunsmoke slit throats, b*tch don't get choked
Gunsmoke simmer down, ho
Don't provoke gunsmoke
Better heed the murder that the Rydas wrote!
[Verse 9: Sawed Off]
Watch the sparks fly and the bodies start to fall
Whole block lit up like it was Vietnam
And I ain't done lettin' loose yet, show me your chest
I'll fill it up with f*ckin' pebbles and leave you with a smokey vest!

[Verse 10: Cell Block]
I shot you, there's a whole six inches wide
From the front of your chest clean through your backside
Next time, you'll know to stop the guns from clappin', loke
You're just another b*tch in the midst of my gunsmoke

[Verse 11: Lil' Shank]
Lifetaker, it's sparklin' in the sun
Gunsmoke comin' out of her mouth like she just popped one
In somebody's direction, for nothing at all
Her seeds of death are sure to make anyone fall

[Verse 12: Foe Foe]
You can see the flame come out of the gun
If it's your name, you better run 'cuz I ain't yellin' for fun
You catch a hot one, not one, three in your chest
And when the smoke clears, I'ma be the one with the vest! (Booyah!)
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