This is a song about "We got guns"

Carry guns bro only guns you got is muscles

See, all my life i was raised by a lot of criminals

And they say i'm over heads cuz they don't understand... that

"no guns in this nation, hey why don't we try it?"

I did since we got together

Poke out from behind her

"teezy, we also got speed

Swear i will murk any beat

Yo i got, guns from italy, smoke trees, considerably

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

I'm back on my sixty six six shit

Dangerous streets, we need the guns unloaded,

This the shit that get cripple bitches to hop

We'll fuck up everything we got,

Got a whole team of guns only gotta pair of hands

This bitch is badi dream of pockets full of bands