La The Darkman - Gunz Don't k** lyrics

[Intro: La the Darkman] Uh, yeah... uh, yeah... Yeah... [La the Darkman] n***as that ain't fam, I give a f** about cha Rob you like a bank, get some money up out cha Two faced f*ggot a**, backstabbing punks Waiting on you to move, so I can pull out and dump It's a cold cold world, and n***as are weeded up So I keep gats, so I can heat it up Winter, spring, summer, fall, I prepare to brawl f** some, I want it all, La quick on the draw Hard nosed n***a with a Sing Sing click Lock on a n***a, like a red nosed pick Tired of these broads with this 'love you' sh** Love ain't for me, but you can love my dick Or all this cake, that you seeing me get Or all these whips, that you seeing me switch You get the money, the power, then the b**h n***as choose getting high over getting rich, so I [Chorus 2X: La the Darkman] Shoot 'em, n***a, shoot 'em, n***a, shoot 'em, n***a Guns don't k**, it's the n***a behind the trigger, I [La the Darkman] I'm a specialist, move like a cat burglar La, real life stocking cap murderer Leave you filled with holes, blood all over your nice clothes I never sleep like I took a million No-Doze Most n***as don't trust me, but, they can't touch me Real bad boy, and I ain't down with Puffy n***as must be, out they God damn mind Thinking my Sing Sing regime ain't gon' shine Thinking I only get my money from a rhyme I cop, cook, pack and sell, I'm on my grind And I stay in the hottest whips, that foreigners design With houses like Saddam and Osama, hard to find I'm a don, you get shot going against me Leave a bag where you sh**, leave a straw where you pee I'm that deal, turn your two legs to two wheels You'll never walk again, believe I'm that chill, I [Chorus 2X]