He Sold Guns Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I met a man on my travels
He sold guns for a living
At twelve hundred a pop for a clean one
He was making a killing
Anything to feed the family
Money goes out when the bill's in
Even if it meant killing someone else's children
[Verse 2]
I said it's hard times in the city
He said, "It's hard times everywhere (Everywhere)
That's why I keep my three-fifth with me
Let 'em try me if they dare"
Said he's aiming it at your chest
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He's not aiming it in the air
Flash flood thе whole block when he pulls it
Havе it raining everywhere
[Chorus]
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