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BloodHound Lil Jeff - Lost My Gun

[Chorus]
Damn, I don't think you know how it feel
Jumpin' out with a chop, like he with the navy seals
Waking up early morning like it's time to go to kill
Jumping up on the opps, poppin' niggas like pills
Ain't ducking no smoke when it comes to that field
Bitch, free thrity-two, that shit get real
Labels calling my phone, tryna make me sign a deal
Keep tellin' me rap but I'm still gonna drill
Got too much pride, a nigga play he get killed
Treat the bitch like a dog, she calling me still
Ion goin fuck 12, I'm a dog with the wheel
This shit ain't luck boy you gotta be skilled
Leave a nigga on the floor stretched out on the ground
He thinking that he gang wholе time his ass a clown
Switch on my Glock wit' 30 plus in rounds

[Verse]
He tryna keep up, he couldn't float, his ass drownеd
Tryna do what I'm doing niggas tryna be me
Can't do what im doing shit ain't easy
Make you famous on the news, put your face on TV (you know that)
Jakes at the party, take off, start running
Give a fuck what I do, I ain't throwing my gun
Early bird get the worm, smoke your ass, the cracker done
When shots go off, he a bitch, he gon run
Holding draco with a smile go too much fun
Smile turned to a frown when the drac got bumped
Damn, I lost my gun
Bitch, I'm turnt she wanna have my son
Treat these hoes like a pair of Air One's
I Bust it one time and the we done (bitch we done)
[Chorus]
Damn, I don't think you know how it feel
Jumpin' out with a chop, like he with the navy seals
Waking up early morning like it's time to go to kill
Jumping up on the opps, pop this niggas like pills
Ain't ducking no smoke when it comes to that field
Bitch, fee thirty-two, that shit get real
Labels calling my phone tryna make me sign a deal
Keep tellin' me rap but I'm still gonna drill
Got too much pride, a nigga play he get killed
Treat the bitch like a dog, she calling me still
Ion goin fuck 12, I'm a dog with the wheel
This shit ain't luck boy you gotta be skilled
Leave a nigga on the floor stretched out on the ground
He thinking that he gang whole time his ass a clown
Switch on my Glock wit' 30 plus in rounds

[Outro]
When shots go off, he a bitch, he gon run
Holding a Drac with a smile I'm having too much fun
Smile turned to a frown when the Drac got bumped
Damn, I lost my gun

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