Correction Lyrics Lightwork Freestyle 2 by Oboy (KuKu)

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Lyrics

Gun man, gun man
When I buss this corn everyone gon' run --
Live-O what I done man
You can’t hide from me real sh*t I'll ---

I slipped up and got slapped at
But I didn't run away I backed my man’s slapback
Tryna take off his snapback
How many times have I stepped with the dots in my rucksack
Can't walk past an opp, nah, f**k that
Two dry hands buss down when I up that
I heard one of them dropped I love that, love that
How you gonna give man verbal (how)
When none of you n***as ain't touch man (none)
Gun man, gun man (gun man)
Man act up I'll bun man
Me and my knives, you can call it a suntan
Said I'm a sweet one, gyaldem love man
Always take snaps, wan' itch it and hug man
All of the golden ones wan' f**k man (jizz)
Gun man, gun man, gun man

Gun man, gun man
When I buss this corn everyone gon' run fam
Live-O what I’ve done man
You can’t hide from me, real sh*t, I'll hunt man
Take the p*ss and shotgun copped man
Six shots I’ll punt man
Suttin' firm I ain't really drunk man
Dem man leanin', for no reason
What bloodclot mash are you squeezin’?
Add a K if you really mean it
And the youngest black boys demon
Lowest in the trap, man get creamin'
Done it with bro, mad tag teamin'
Dash with what, my shank, I'm keepin'
Rinse that blade, hot water bleach it
It was a belly so man had to eat it

I slipped up and got slapped at
But I didn't run away backed my man's slapback
Tryna take off his snapback
How many times have I stepped with the dots in my rucksack
Can't walk past an opp, nah, f**k that
Two dry hands buss down when I up that
I heard one of them dropped I love that, love that
How you gonna give man verbal when none of you n***as ain't touch man
Gun man, gun man, man act up I'll bun man
Me and my knives you can call it a suntan
Said I'm a sweet one, gyaldem love man
Always take snaps, wan' itch it and hug man
All of the golden ones wan' f**k man
Gun man, gun man, gun man

Nowadays all I hear is whoosh and whoosh, man, the Kuku's whoosh and whoosh
My one's parked off in a bush
If I slap this one whole face gone mush
Man there love chat cah sure this *** pack come sweet like kush
I'm on the front line in my whoosh
I wish a n***a would but he wish that he could (d**khead)
Drill it, drill it, do it
The man just chat don't do it
We got big waps we'll shoot it
Step on your block and loose it, loose it
Kuku O, don't confuse it
We're known for bootings
Splash man up and keep it movin' (do it, do it)
We're known for bootings
Splash man up and keep it movin'

I slipped up and got slapped at
But I didn't run away I backed my man's slapback
Tryna take off his snapback
How many times have I stepped with the dots in my rucksack
Can't walk past an opp, nah, f**k that
Two dry hands buss down when I up that (bow, bow)
I heard one of them dropped I love that, love that
How you gonna give man verbal (how)
When none of you n***as ain't touch man (no way)
Gun man, gun man (gun man)
Man act up I'll bun man
Me and my knives, you can call it a suntan (brap, brap, brap)
Said I'm a sweet one, gyaldem love man
Always take snaps, wan' itch it and hug man
All of the golden ones wan' f**k man (jizz)
Gun man, gun man, gun man

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