Hunt down, hunt down, bust some shots
Put them guns down, shells fall
Pop-pop-pop, I'm all out of rounds
F*cking Glocks, I hope these motherf*ckin' killings
Stop f*cking glocks, it's time to pray to God
It's time to pray to God
Hunt down, hunt down, bust some shots
Put them guns down, shells fall
Pop-pop-pop, I'm all out of rounds
F*cking Glocks, I hope these motherf*ckin' killings
Stop f*cking Glocks, it's time to pray to God
It's time to pray to God
Diamonds in my watch, are flawless
I'm slim now after I took off with your shit
Amen, now I'm calling on Jesus Christ, I forfeit
The dope bags I gave back, I don't think the dealer ever came back
It's not about where you are, it's where you're at
Embody a mirage, to disappear on the track
I think outside of the box, cuz inside's death
Row records, best kept secrets
For eons in memory of on my chest
Hunt down, f*ck around, find out
Yell out, no other sound
We blaze rounds, machine down
Clowns my homes the dog pound
Kill the dead off loud
Smoke opp, kush at a hundred an ounce
We ship them out us,
Live life by chronic
Silence your humble eating pie shit
Curling dumbbells, wanna f*ck
No, that's disgusting
Gin's on, you're busting
My dick's a gun, bitch
Hit you from long range
Down wind, squirt
You bouncing, I got even lesbians rocking out
Hunt down
Hunt down, bust some shots
Put them guns down
Shells fall, pop, pop, pop, I'm all out of rounds
F*cking Glocks, I hope these motherf*ckin' killings
Stop f*cking Glocks, it's time to pray to God
It's time to pray to God
Hunt down, hunt down
Put some shots
Put them guns down
Shells fall, pop, pop, pop, I'm all out of rounds
F*cking Glocks, I hope these motherf*ckin' killings
Stop f*cking Glocks, it's time to pray to God
It's time to pray to God
You said you were in God mode
Money is power
Why you ain't ever look out for me for
Blindfold, furious, minds told
Delirium, now I'm serious
Jones, disastrous clone
No, I'm the master of the universe
He-Man in the castle of Grayskull
It's been dark since grade school
Been hard bars, take off that tattoo for us
Political, are you real or fiction
Listen to the chorus, can't keep up with you
Hunt down, now you're missing
F*ck bitches, snitches, murder, did you kill them
I'm boring, I'm in the sky, I'm Boeing
General dynamic flow, electro-boating
Sailing in the ocean, I'm a whale
My best friend's a dolphin, we metamorphous
My range is mighty morphing
Exhausting, fumes snorting
Letters from tubes, we created puzzles
But I'm all by myself, I'm all by myself
I came up from nothing to have nothing
To have the hope to have something
Hunt down, hunt down
Put some shots, put them guns down
Shells fall, pum-pum-pum-pum
A lot of rounds, f*ckin' glocks
I hope these motherf*ckin' killings
Are these f*ckin' blocks
It's time to pray to God, it's time to pray to God
Hunt down, hunt down
Put some shots, put them guns down
Shells fall, pum-pum-pum-pum
A lot of rounds, f*ckin' glocks
I hope these motherf*ckin' killings
Are these f*ckin' blocks
It's time to pray to God, it's time to pray to God
Hunt down, hunt down
Put some shots, put them guns down
Shells fall, pum-pum-pum-pum
A lot of rounds, f*ckin' blocks
I hope these motherf*ckin' killings
Are these f*ckin' blocks
It's time to pray to God, it's time to pray to God
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English
Hunt down, hunt down, bust some shots
Put them guns down, shells fall
Pop-pop-pop, I'm all out of rounds
F*cking Glocks, I hope these motherf*ckin' killings
Stop f*cking glocks, it's time to pray to God
It's time to pray to God
Hunt down, hunt down, bust some shots
Put them guns down, shells fall
Pop-pop-pop, I'm all out of rounds
F*cking Glocks, I hope these motherf*ckin' killings
Stop f*cking Glocks, it's time to pray to God
It's time to pray to God
Diamonds in my watch, are flawless
I'm slim now after I took off with your shit
Amen, now I'm calling on Jesus Christ, I forfeit
The dope bags I gave back, I don't think the dealer ever came back
It's not about where you are, it's where you're at
Embody a mirage, to disappear on the track
I think outside of the box, cuz inside's death
Row records, best kept secrets
For eons in memory of on my chest
Hunt down, f*ck around, find out
Yell out, no other sound
We blaze rounds, machine down
Clowns my homes the dog pound
Kill the dead off loud
Smoke opp, kush at a hundred an ounce
We ship them out us,
Live life by chronic
Silence your humble eating pie shit
Curling dumbbells, wanna f*ck
No, that's disgusting
Gin's on, you're busting
My dick's a gun, bitch
Hit you from long range
Down wind, squirt
You bouncing, I got even lesbians rocking out
Hunt down
Hunt down, bust some shots
Put them guns down
Shells fall, pop, pop, pop, I'm all out of rounds
F*cking Glocks, I hope these motherf*ckin' killings
Stop f*cking Glocks, it's time to pray to God
It's time to pray to God
Hunt down, hunt down
Put some shots
Put them guns down
Shells fall, pop, pop, pop, I'm all out of rounds
F*cking Glocks, I hope these motherf*ckin' killings
Stop f*cking Glocks, it's time to pray to God
It's time to pray to God
You said you were in God mode
Money is power
Why you ain't ever look out for me for
Blindfold, furious, minds told
Delirium, now I'm serious
Jones, disastrous clone
No, I'm the master of the universe
He-Man in the castle of Grayskull
It's been dark since grade school
Been hard bars, take off that tattoo for us
Political, are you real or fiction
Listen to the chorus, can't keep up with you
Hunt down, now you're missing
F*ck bitches, snitches, murder, did you kill them
I'm boring, I'm in the sky, I'm Boeing
General dynamic flow, electro-boating
Sailing in the ocean, I'm a whale
My best friend's a dolphin, we metamorphous
My range is mighty morphing
Exhausting, fumes snorting
Letters from tubes, we created puzzles
But I'm all by myself, I'm all by myself
I came up from nothing to have nothing
To have the hope to have something
Hunt down, hunt down
Put some shots, put them guns down
Shells fall, pum-pum-pum-pum
A lot of rounds, f*ckin' glocks
I hope these motherf*ckin' killings
Are these f*ckin' blocks
It's time to pray to God, it's time to pray to God
Hunt down, hunt down
Put some shots, put them guns down
Shells fall, pum-pum-pum-pum
A lot of rounds, f*ckin' glocks
I hope these motherf*ckin' killings
Are these f*ckin' blocks
It's time to pray to God, it's time to pray to God
Hunt down, hunt down
Put some shots, put them guns down
Shells fall, pum-pum-pum-pum
A lot of rounds, f*ckin' blocks
I hope these motherf*ckin' killings
Are these f*ckin' blocks
It's time to pray to God, it's time to pray to God
Put them guns down, shells fall
Pop-pop-pop, I'm all out of rounds
F*cking Glocks, I hope these motherf*ckin' killings
Stop f*cking glocks, it's time to pray to God
It's time to pray to God
Hunt down, hunt down, bust some shots
Put them guns down, shells fall
Pop-pop-pop, I'm all out of rounds
F*cking Glocks, I hope these motherf*ckin' killings
Stop f*cking Glocks, it's time to pray to God
It's time to pray to God
Diamonds in my watch, are flawless
I'm slim now after I took off with your shit
Amen, now I'm calling on Jesus Christ, I forfeit
The dope bags I gave back, I don't think the dealer ever came back
It's not about where you are, it's where you're at
Embody a mirage, to disappear on the track
I think outside of the box, cuz inside's death
Row records, best kept secrets
For eons in memory of on my chest
Hunt down, f*ck around, find out
Yell out, no other sound
We blaze rounds, machine down
Clowns my homes the dog pound
Kill the dead off loud
Smoke opp, kush at a hundred an ounce
We ship them out us,
Live life by chronic
Silence your humble eating pie shit
Curling dumbbells, wanna f*ck
No, that's disgusting
Gin's on, you're busting
My dick's a gun, bitch
Hit you from long range
Down wind, squirt
You bouncing, I got even lesbians rocking out
Hunt down
Hunt down, bust some shots
Put them guns down
Shells fall, pop, pop, pop, I'm all out of rounds
F*cking Glocks, I hope these motherf*ckin' killings
Stop f*cking Glocks, it's time to pray to God
It's time to pray to God
Hunt down, hunt down
Put some shots
Put them guns down
Shells fall, pop, pop, pop, I'm all out of rounds
F*cking Glocks, I hope these motherf*ckin' killings
Stop f*cking Glocks, it's time to pray to God
It's time to pray to God
You said you were in God mode
Money is power
Why you ain't ever look out for me for
Blindfold, furious, minds told
Delirium, now I'm serious
Jones, disastrous clone
No, I'm the master of the universe
He-Man in the castle of Grayskull
It's been dark since grade school
Been hard bars, take off that tattoo for us
Political, are you real or fiction
Listen to the chorus, can't keep up with you
Hunt down, now you're missing
F*ck bitches, snitches, murder, did you kill them
I'm boring, I'm in the sky, I'm Boeing
General dynamic flow, electro-boating
Sailing in the ocean, I'm a whale
My best friend's a dolphin, we metamorphous
My range is mighty morphing
Exhausting, fumes snorting
Letters from tubes, we created puzzles
But I'm all by myself, I'm all by myself
I came up from nothing to have nothing
To have the hope to have something
Hunt down, hunt down
Put some shots, put them guns down
Shells fall, pum-pum-pum-pum
A lot of rounds, f*ckin' glocks
I hope these motherf*ckin' killings
Are these f*ckin' blocks
It's time to pray to God, it's time to pray to God
Hunt down, hunt down
Put some shots, put them guns down
Shells fall, pum-pum-pum-pum
A lot of rounds, f*ckin' glocks
I hope these motherf*ckin' killings
Are these f*ckin' blocks
It's time to pray to God, it's time to pray to God
Hunt down, hunt down
Put some shots, put them guns down
Shells fall, pum-pum-pum-pum
A lot of rounds, f*ckin' blocks
I hope these motherf*ckin' killings
Are these f*ckin' blocks
It's time to pray to God, it's time to pray to God
Writer: Michael Cocchiaro
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid