Текст Gunplay – Aiight

Intro:
Every card don’t get dealt, nigga

Hook — Rick Ross:
Aight, you wanna try a real nigga?

Verse 1 — Gunplay:
Big, big bully, lockjaw
Big, fully off in my top draw
Big bullets, big topped off
Pussy nigga knocked off
Living legend, Silver Seven
Beef for dinner, pill for breakfast
Head trigger, no rogaine
Gripping oakgrain with some stolen cocaine
Triple crosser, pistol tosser
Foreign car crasher, just a flosser
She want a thug nigga, she a little choosey
Beat a life sentence, feel like Lil’ Boosie

Hook

Verse 2 — Gunplay:
I’m a straight stunna, take hunna
Was a broke nigga, one they used to make fun of
MMG, self made pay one up
I’m that motherfuckin’ nigga they don’t want none of

Hook

Verse 3 — Rick Ross:
You pulled a gun on my homie you better have one for me
Ain’t no running up on me, my new Versace fatigue
Boobie got with the work what Dre just got for his Beats
I expect for these songs to keep me hot with the seats
All I want is the money, the masterkey to these riches
These pussies keep hating, I’m a hit you with inches
Get my nigga a kite, told my warden we did it
Put these stacks on these books ’cause I’m too busy to finish
Now back to these guns, my nigga Gun got my back
He went on trial for his life, many don’t come out on that
If you as real as they come and it’s live for you nigga
Now hold up your guns and when you pull back the trigger

Hook