Gunz Still Hot lyrics

Artist  : Rasco 
Song : Gunz Still Hot



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ah,yo 2000

Grand Imperial

New and improved

Show and prove



[Verse 1]

Yo,the underground rap veteran here to bring
you

Cats the medicine to stop all the shit you've
been peddlin

Ain't nothin' better when your pockets is
phat

Niggas get up in the game and start changing they
stacks

Without gats I can run in your spot

And take everything you got

Without bustin' a shot

Nothin' but the hotness

Nigga we got this

Your same old style is now soundin'
monotenous

Close caption hold cats that's ready for
action

I wouldn't give y'all the satisfaction

(Yo better get your crack or so 

Cause I can light to your ass when the track is
old nigga)

I switch tones like I switch colognes 

And keep it bangin hard to your stereo
headphones

It's Dick Swanson for the niggas that still
ridin' the Johnson

hate cats harder than Zack Bronson

I'm from the coast where they cary the toast

And puttin clothes to your hair spittin' lyrics
instead

Never in arrears ?? the cash 

you being pushed out the block still coming in
last

I let it blast so you niggas can feel 

Fuck shady cats actin' like they cuttin' some
deals

I tell you cats this I be swingin the fish

You know the beats still bang and the lyrics is
crisp

Ey yo



[Chorus] 2X

We spit it

You cats better get with it

Nothin' but cash man we stay fresh minted

If niggas is laid out then Rasco did it

Find me at the spot with the gunz still hot



I came to expose these mediore flows

Niggas who talk trash on weak ass shows

Niggas that ride dicks of weak ass clicks

Niggas that get smashed for being in the mix

I stand alone you clone your shit

You ponder recash that don't even know shit

Puttin' you out there to make 'em cash

Blame yourself when your career don't last

Outta your class vast amidst four tips with blue
prints

Of books with some raw ass hooks

Never ran with crooks, I use my brain

Dissin' the rowl instead of dissin' cocaine

Tryin' to explain, your click ain't sick

I'm ready to smack y'all with forty five
licks

Right to the teeth i spit heat to the street for
real

Still lookin' for the cash and a deal

Who's fault is that?It sounds like yours

Nothin' but rhymes that come straight from the
pause

Settle the score but don't spit in our
clothes

I'm fittin' somewhere between the highs and the
lows

Blowing back to those that shattered that
glass

You know it's for real cause your sister sold by
the glass 

I tell you cats this I be swingin the fish

You know the beats still bang and the lyrics is
crisp

Ey yo



[Chorus] 2X



Ey check this

I ain't even begin I still blow a niggas plan
turn water to sand

Every blade is plain I rain on a niggas
parade

throwin' grenades at his fresh cut dane

Every joint is made on rhymes from the spot

You fuckin' with us you better bring all you
got

Ras came to rock for real mc's

And fuck keepin' it real, I need those G's

One hundred degrees I burn outta turn so
learn

Don't but here when you got no concern

Niggas get smacked for doin' shit like that

I verbally blast and pull his whole wig back

Straight from the CA we ain't no kids

You better rethink that and raise that bid

You know what it is rush the bus like us

Living this plush plush the trust is a must

Ready to crush these young cats to the map

And how do I get mines to sound so phat

We take time I scrutinise every line

You spendin' my cash you better find every
dime

One more time I spit lyrics like these

The soul by the glass rock shows overseas

I tell you cats this I be swingin the fish

You know the beats still bang and the lyrics is
crisp

Ey yo



[Chorus] 2X