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Gunclaps Lyrics

[Chorus x3]
Gunclaps, we hear the gunclaps
The rowdy gunclaps the b***** gunclaps
[juicy j]
5 a-m in the mornin'
n**** heard them tones pumpin' like a thousand-five cannons
n**** gettin' it on
Peep out the window, i was solo flashin'in the streets
Caught by cops
I'm tell them bring some extra tape and plenty sheets
Right they a** chevy drove by bout' seventy shotguns
Loaded for your roller
Put em' straight to sleep
Hollow points hit my f*****' window
Make you think your through
Like it's the forth of july
With them n***** spook
I wish the folks would hurry up
I c*** my gun back with my thumb
n**** rowdy rowdy like it's north memphis, vietnam
As i gotta check to take a look and then fired back
I realized i was out numbered
In a deadly trap

[scarecrow]
Three 6 mafia, prophet posse, killa kaze
With the shotties
Leave your chest cavity
Stoppin' at the autopsy
I slaughter
And i can't help but notice all your pain
When the monsters got that clappin', clappin', clappin'
On them thangs man
We hear the gunshots
n**** bang diggy dank
Got a shank full of thangs
And it is kind of insane
I scarecrow with mystical styles
n***** are getting buck wild
Look at my dirty fouls
Bodies are stacked up by pounds
You wanna f*** with me player
First you must say a lil' prayer
Ask the n**** over there
Yeah, that be my preacher there
n***** are all actin' (??)
Grow up actin' now fight
Infamous buckin' all night
Burnin' em' after a light
[Chorus x2]

[crunchy blac]
Slip, slide come and take a ride
To my f*****' stash pile
n**** you can't hide
It's a mug crunchy got a tug
Stuff a n**** in my trunk
Told ya'll n***** what
Crunchy ain't no f*****' w****
Get down on that floor
b**** i want more (more)
b**** now give me more
Give me chocolate chunk b****, i b**** i kill you more
They pay, that pay that five
Now b**** i want some more
All i wanna feel
Is some m***********' rain
Let it rain m***********, let it rain (gon' let it rain)
See you inside by the game that i spit
Never ever in your life
Can you ever get with this
[dj paul]
Hey yo kemosabe
I got hoes smokin' weed up in the lobby
Cocaine fills my body, like gotti
Hotty
Where the keys to room 2-10
I got thugs with price tage bout' to get in
We heard it's goin' down, tricks about 2 mil
Feel, the f*****' prophet posse get ya killed
n****, we got 40 cals' to your face
Na'ad mean
Three 6 leave no f*****' trace
It takes more gunshots for these boys to save ya
Me and crunchy chunk ya' over like white with a razor
Several automatics in a blazer
Before we b**p you off
Give me that plate and the lazer

[Chorus...till fade]
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