Dom Pachino - Gunz Out lyrics

[Dom Pachino] Guns out, I had to spark 'em b**h moving too fast, I had to park 'em Iced up, beard of a Lincoln, sparked him Had a mansion, out in Boston Knocked from my hood, but I've been seen in here often Back and forth from Boston Catch me stinging, and put 'em off in a coffin Driving off in a porsche and full extortion... I win against a loss, fam It's the linger, the don, call me the boss-man You a fool, you ain't know Dom P. had this sh** sown n***a? Military sh**, b**h, yo, man... You f**ing liar... you deserve this hell fire [Infinite] Didn't you know, eventually you come off those keys Didn't you know, you mention me, and you get on your knees You little lame a**, dick face, silly co*k s**er Your man hit my best friend, now I gotta plug ya This coke and dope, fill the gasoline up Been f**ing your wife, she's wetter than Katrina You had to know, we ain't play them games Tell the devil that his fire ain't got sh** on me [Dom Pachino] But how much we hold, big g's, n***a please He got stocks in Tiffany's, got rocks on miss thing Got blocks on listening..., he specialize in the ching-ching And he, invented, that bling-bling I'm bout to begin, pull a sting like wrestling They poor, confessing, you get a minute to West Wing, n***a [Infinite] Duck tape 'em up, throw this p**y in a river, that'll wake him up [Dom Pachino] 'Goes around, comes around, learned that first hand I blamped you, and got blamped, then, sent to the can Lifted weights in the can, hop the gate in the sand Plus I politic, I got the best rate on the land Of course around the hood, they know me, dope I pay my dues no more for free, you gotta me broke Don't be lazy, stack bread like crazy dough I chop you up, eat breakfast, like crazy choke [Infinite] I need a check, body bag The Hill, lakes, body's splash The V's sick, turbo's dash Which are safe, heading back to the lab The kids all alone, cuz you thought you was slick Silly muthaf**a, now you food for the fish [Dom Pachino] You fish on the bis', potato head you can knish Since I got a heart, I'm gon' grant you one wish, n***a [Infinite] Poppy walk the tight tope, jugglin' with knives and then cut your own throat My Penelope Cruz flow, it's there for real, just keep with so-so Don't be wrong, no promo The dude had it coming from being a h*mo This ain't Chappelle, these men is no joke Better get a grip, you done slipped on the soap...