Gun Talk

Lyrics

[Verse 1] Son Doobie Unfadeable, you'd pay to know their stunts undetainable Unbreakable beat breaks we make unexplainable Flammable, capable, the great unmistakable Unshakable, Doobie'll break your nose You deflatable Debatable, relatable, my money be untraceable I'm taking [?] explodes, unescapable Innovate-able, yo, Doobie's unavailable I'm taking those, I'm making blows to streets, only way I know My Winchester rifle, the gods act in cycle Psycho, like Michael, aww, street decipher Our rivals, survival of fittest, suicidal I blindfold their eyes closed and throw 'em off the Eiffel I stifle, I trifle, excite those I mind-blow Life cycle high in 89, I'm smoking hydro Why oh why? Tonight's the night [?] vinyl Funk recital, we charge like large rhino I bite those, respite those like something out the bible Despite techs and nines that flip you like [?] [Hook] Son Doobie I said, who wanna test what my trigger palm cock Knock knock, who there? Hard rocks from the block 357 24 'round the clock It's Prev One and Son with that real gun talk I said, who wanna test what my trigger palm cock Knock knock, who there? Hard rocks from the block 357 24 'round the clock It's Prev One and Son with that real gun talk [Verse 2] Prevail Trading ground, my aims to stay savage Draw the crowd off the ground like a magnet This planet's our home for steel and chrome Three square meals a day and move on (move on) It's only enclosure, one move'll fold ya Over, dose of the scorpio cobra I talk like a champion, smoke like an idiot The day I quit is the stay I start ripping it Shit creek and paddle, canoe and life vest Speak against the weak like a beacon of crisis No reason to try us, we full fat on the fires Burning trees down, drowning in lighters Douse in the cypher, cool and collected My main rule on a record is to give it full effort From a whirlpool to a desert in a matter of minutes Shatter in an instant, we carry heavy equipment It's better you get it, or maybe you should So your position is clearly understood It's a gamble Too many thoughts make you go wacko Shotguns, hip flasks and chewing tobacco [Hook] Son Doobie I said, who wanna test what my trigger palm cock Knock knock, who there? Hard rocks from the block 357 24 'round the clock It's Prev One and Son with that real gun talk I said, who wanna test what my trigger palm cock Knock knock, who there? Hard rocks from the block 357 24 'round the clock It's Prev One and Son with that real gun talk ​