Gunz Pt. III

[Intro: GRA]
Wassup, GRA up in here, let's go
We got Kellen on the ground
We got Jared on the ground
We got TK on the computer
We got DJDJ in the seat
And Khristian left the building, but it's alright
We're still, we're still gonna rock with him, let's go

[Verse 1: GRA]
Hold up bitch pause
Pull up on the scene with the AK
All this work and I don't need a vaca
Got the guns loaded I let 'em spray, aye
I poppin' the bottles I got all the models
They be from outer space
Pull up and I take your the place
I finish first in the race
Bish bish u a bitch
Roll around town and gave u a hit
Diamonds be shinin' just look at my wrist
Your girl stank she got tuna fish (tuna fish)
I get ya messed up
Me and my team gettin' blessed up
Pull up on the spot with a red truck
You'll get recked by us so don't flex on us
Hell nah

[Chorus: GRA]
Robbin' a bank, I go Pow Pow
Pop your house, I go Bow Bow
Shoot up your hood, I go Bow Bow
Chuck E. Cheese, I go BOW BOW

[Verse 2: TK]
(Yeah)
All my shooters on the streets don't fuck around
(Bow)
Talking shit I got a pocket full of rounds
(God damn god damn)
Bow bow bitch laying on the ground
Got a new job street sweeping round town
Bitch I
Pull up to your block let the Glock spray
Couple dead bodies it's a mothafuckin pay day
TK on his bullshit acting crazy
Highway to hell nobody can save me
I'm smoking meth with my friends
Overdose now they're dead
Point the gun to my head
Then I go BOW BOW

[Chorus: TK]
Robbin' a bank, I go Pow Pow
Pop your house, I go Bow Bow
Shoot up your hood, I go Bow Bow
Chuck E. Cheese, I go BOW BOW