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gully - hauntings lyrics

[intro]
(ayy, czr, you did a mazza, still)
i’m a f_ckin’ bandit, f_ck sleepin’ on the [?], same day, raisin’ my [?]
they come here then we’ll go there
slide there then slide there
badness don’t disappear, i’ll be_

[verse 1]
[?] over there or we’re slidin’ back, i just committed a violent act
if i hear rumours and their side is fat then its the ruger that i might just tap
i woke up and i chose violence, keep the work silent to avoid trident
put a t__th in the clip, bet thе clip slidin’ and i’m still posted by the opp’s [?]
life gavе me lemons and i made lemonade
if man let go of this fire, f_ck the police, call the fire brigade
shoot outs, broad day for the [?]
auto glocks, hand ting, broad day kweffin’s and brutal shankin’s
countless wettin’s, enough kidnappin’s, pick up my weapon, start firin’, clap ’em (baow, baow)
we did a bootin’s, tell me it’s cap
i know a lot of man that ain’t too good in the hood no more and they can’t come back (oui)
made a couple start firin’, clap (oui)
232s weren’t true, ayy, clap man (oui), deliver that one like postman pat
reload then dispatch, if i fling this one, let’s see who can’t catch

[chorus]
beat off [?] and tape off main roads (oui)
headshot onto his k_rows (oui)
walk up, tump it then go awol (oui)
lock that, wet that, spin ’round ____ (oui, oui)
wave it, bun this, tear up organs (oui)
ruger liftin’, corn him (oui)
ruthless had the [?], corn him (oui)
[?] fatal, check the post mortem
[refrain]
the paigons! yo, who’s that?
the paigons got me! what?
they got me! they got me!
ayy, calm down, bruv, calm down, bruv, what happened, bruv?
[?]! who?!
[?]! ayy, f_ck that, i don’t even wanna know what happened
link me or somethin’, we’re goin’ back there now
i’m on my way there now!
ayy, ‘skeng, i can’t lie, we’re slidin’ back

[verse 2]
if i didn’t rinse that, i must’ve yinged that and if i my nank touched him, i felt the impact (ying that)
wave my wand in a zig zag, resort to violence and push your wig back
detect or dispute, address the issue and tear up tissue, reveal the nina
bring out the pistol, air out the .45, create a visual, i pressed the ruger
done a manoeuvre, lift up the hoover, hit his medulla, the gauge is too large
could fit in two cars, i rep my set hard, a larry hoover, pick up the .45
locked him with [?], they f_cked the hot [?], press it then shots fired
helicopters, we brought them outside but [?] got juice then suttin’ got knifed
i don’t do nuttin’ for the internet (i don’t), it’s smoke for the opps in the flesh (it is)
he ain’t a gunman, he don’t press (he don’t), chest wounds and he got wounds to the neck
back bruised and he got wounds in the head, neck shot now you ain’t gettin’ that here
beretta loaded in the passenger chair, all he heard was_ (baow), he didn’t know from where
pump action, .45 magnum
test my gangster, see my reaction
when he pop gun smoke, i love the action
what does my gun hold? enough to slap him
produced my [?] but sh_t in hindi, how ’bout them murders? check out the history
with [?] burners, slap out his kidney
once was a worker when i was a pickney now man’s the governor, they workin’ for me (ayy, take me in)
[outro]
(t stepped in)
ayy, let me hear that back

- gully lyrics

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