Letras:
Accept Guns Or Us

liberty Guns Or' us Guns Or' us - a final mega-blow - out-sale at Guns Or' us - get your armour - piercing son of a bitch at Guns Or' us - we accept

nigga Life is a game of chess nigga... Some King, Some Queens Lloyd Banks, Tony Yayo, Young Buck, Pastor fuckin Ma$e You niggas is pawns 50, or Boo Boo, or Curtis, or

: (feat. Jay-Z) (Jay-Z): Everytime The guns goes blast Another day goes past I don't miss my dogs I'm wishing the days Could go fast So I could crash

And he just wanna see you do bad See a smile on your face all day So he just acting like your friend when he is really your enemy Or your best friend

what's the problem officer, this time? Is havin' big money, bein' black a crime? Or did you take me to jail to teach me a lesson Charge me with somethin' or

' corners (GONE) Finna bang (GONE) Another soldier (LONG GONE) In the grave (grave [x7]) [Bun B:] We are the mighty Middle Fingaz We do not accept hate Love us or

us look how they done us watered down our pride and drunkers riders g's and hustlers we gotta guide our younger theres better days among us never let

guns in niggaz mouth like "Who's u dissin'?" We give for they knew who u was missin, nigga You can either have a gun at the chain, or one at the brain

hurts to be around or converse with ya And what's worse is before this i had worshiped ya Now war missiles hand guns and grenades The walls I couldn't break em or