Alabama Nick - Woah Guy

Whoa Guy-Pistol by my side and I'm down to ride whoa whoa
Whoa Guy- Pistol by my side and I'm down to ride
Gun powder thunder like a road glide whoa whoa
Whoa Guy-Pistol by my side and I'm down to ride whoa whoa
Whoa guy whoa whoa whoa

I get sick and tired of the fuck shit
Don't you know that I ain't to be fucked with
I got guns from Afganistán
Black market gun dealer Pakistan
Dressed in all black like the taliban
Extended clips hollow tips murda man
Monkey nut drums like a marching band
Monkey nut drums like a marching band
Goin ape shit one hit now he layin
Musta thought I was playing got damn
This shit is not for kids, this shit is violent
Anyway
I'm back on my bullshit
When I got a full clip I wouldn't push it
Imma tell you off the rip I ain't no pussy
Cause that 40 on my hip will leave you gushy
So before you run yo lip take another sip
Sit yo ass down contemplate and stop the hatin'
Fo I turn yo bitch ass to the late great
I'll leave yo body cold like the Great Lakes
So you better play yo role like you took a slate
Somebody better get they man fo it's too late
And you better have a plan ain't no escape
And you better have a plan ain't no escape
I'll let off a hundred rounds ain't nobody safe
So you better turn around and go the other way
Cause you done fucked around and picked the wrong day
Cause my trigger hand strong and I don't play

Whoa Guy-Pistol by my side and I'm down to ride whoa whoa
Whoa Guy- Pistol by my side and I'm down to ride
Gun powder thunder like a road glide whoa whoa
Whoa Guy-Pistol by my side and I'm down to ride whoa whoa
Whoa guy whoa whoa whoa

Written by:
Nick Thomas

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