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Califa Thugs - Gunshots lyrics
* send corrections to the typist [Snacho] gun shots pop...when you out for your block if you in the hood you bangin' whether you like it or not it's kind of like gunnin' and I know you see mine instead I'm counting the days of my life cause when they wanna these straight bullets gonna take my life I can't help it I can't be walking around and taking this shit sneaking around from all of the homies and get treated like a bitch(Fuck That!) I'm doing the best with what I was given my mom and dad provided the clothes on my back lord forgive me for my sining but my homes have sined there's no way for me to win livin my life day by day looking forward to the end take me now one by one Senor quitame el dolor ahorita no quiero jugar hermanita no estoy en el humor tengo problemas todos los dias cuando voy ala escuela desago aqui hermanita no preocupes mi jefa deberianos estar jugando enbes de pandillas en la calle gunshooooooooooooooooooot better hear'em at the night growing up in the hood holding my pillows tight gunshooooooooooooooooooot straight gunnin' stay fly lord please don't let me catch one tonight [Lil' Badit] gunshots waking me up in the middle of the night I'm holding my pillow tight and hopin' a straight bullet won't take my life hey Lord can you please protect me and my family from these bullets and give predident to those who carry them guns too and they pull it every day in my hood is the same old thing gotta watch my back in my own house I even get jumpy when the telephone rings Damn!...it's not the life for me to live growin' up as a little kid worring about my life to live should be paying outside with my friends havin' fun in my hood but instead I'm stuck in my house every night cause these clowns..keep bustin shots...call the cops it really doesn't matter I just want this noise to stop Gunshots.......every night in my hood wish they would stop Gunshots.......doesn't really matter if you call the cops cause they won't stop gunshooooooooooooooooooot better hear'em at the night growing up in the hood holding my pillows tight gunshooooooooooooooooooot straight gunnin' stay fly lord please don't let me catch one tonight [Silencer] la pistola sigue tocando la pistola sigue tocando ando yo pensando que porque se andan matando cada noche es igual tirando balalsos en las calles victimas se caen al hospital every night is all the same I'm wondering when's it gonna change I'm praying in the night I wish that someone would explain tell me why.....y dime la verdad cuando hoigo la pistola pienso que me van a matar Damn!...it's like this every day and every night I'm surrounded by violence in the place where people die what a kid to do when you live on these blocks when every day all you hear is gunshots waking up...I hear the noise of a gunshot no able to sleep tonight I wanna know when's it gonna stop Damn!...there's a time when you really gotta go I'm all alone I don't wanna be the next to go gunshooooooooooooooooooot better hear'em at the night growing up in the hood holding my pillows tight gunshooooooooooooooooooot straight gunnin' stay fly lord please don't let me catch one tonight |
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