GUNS & FUNDS

[Intro]
THF or death
Long live Nuk, Trouble crew
(Twelvo made this shit bang) Fuck The Law

[Verse]
Put up, yeah
We got them boys in the house
They sayin' tell 'em 'bout how I live
I had to wake up and go on a drill (Flrr, flrr)
I seen a nigga get killed
I seen a nigga who kill get jammed and squeal (Shh)
This shit for real, huh, this shit for real, for real
I'm with them niggas who drill to live (Bah, bah)
I don't give a fuck if you got a suit when it's time to go
Handle your business then
I don't got many friends
I don't why the Lord keep blessin' me, I done popped many men
I was fucked up on the floor, mama say, "Boy, you better go get it then"
I got the shit in the stash now, make a lil' fuck nigga mad now
007, he say I'm a dummy, he know I'm quick to crash out
I hit a lick and I pass out them hundreds, how the fuck is I'm the bad guy?
And I get spiritual when come to my brothers, I pray that they let them guys out
Pull up and bail out a Trackhawk (Skrrt, skrrt)
I'm just a stepper, but I rap now
When it's pressure, I don't back down
I'm not a dyke, I walked in with the strap out (Baow, baow)
A hundred years on the table, won't tap out (Shh)
SRT, not a regular one
Pull up, they ready to run
He was tough on the 'net, but got caught with no gun
We havin' guns and funds (Flrr)
We havin' guns and funds (Flrr, flrr)
We havin' guns and funds (Flrr, flrr)
Pull up and toss out of foreigns (Flrr, flrr)
We havin' guns and funds (Flrr, flrr)
We havin' guns and funds (Flrr, flrr)
Pull up and toss out of foreigns (Flrr)
Pull up and toss out of foreigns