For The Love Of Guns - Ms. Sancha, Mr. Sancho

I don’t give a fuck, bitch you betta run

I’m livin' (livin' for the love of my guns muthafucka)

Put the safety off, bustin' till it’s done

I’m livin' for the love of guns

Imma stay unloaded clips, from the LPG

Imma gangsta bitch, not too many tricks can fuck with this

So think twice before you wanna start some shit

Roll a 6−4, gotta lotta dough, gotta sharper blow

Gotta 9 millimeter, got a clean .44, that’ll blast your ass

If you take the chance, Ms. Sancha needs cash

And she wants it fast

Give me all that you got homeboy

'Cause this cuete that I got ain’t a toy

It packs nothin' but hot lead

Throw yo head, make one funny move

And your ass is dead

And yes it gets me off, when I hear the shots

It makes me cum when I feel it pop

Nothin' like the sound of my 9 or a Glock

Besides a down vato with a big held cock

I don’t give a fuck, bitch you betta run

I’m livin' (livin' for the love of my guns muthafucka)

Put the safety off, bustin' till it’s done

I’m livin' for the love of guns

Sancho muthafucka, with a gangsta twist

I’m here to represent the south with a gangsta bitch

We double team the competition and don’t need the ammunition

So she can rock the cock, while I cock the Glock

Pop, pop drop your body 'cause it won’t stop

Drop another beat

Guaranteed to be hot

If you wanna chance to threat

Fuck up

And I’ll never hesitate to put a hole in your chest

You best run and hide, homie you won’t survive

I got Sancha and a niña puto, ready to ride

'Cause we live up the gun, and can up the gun

We still ride it to the death homie, there’s no where to run

Low-Pro representing pitbulls on the loose

Fuck a truce, Sancho breaking all of the rules, fool

I don’t give a fuck, bitch you betta run

I’m livin' (livin' for the love of my guns muthafucka)

Put the safety off, bustin' till it’s done

I’m livin' for the love of guns

, while I’m giving you head

Feria too, think I’m playin' fool?

I don’t give a fuck throw you in a blood pool

The sound of my gun make my pussy lips drool

It gets me wet, it makes me sweat

Let it go wild bitch, you won’t regret

'Cause my gunshots flyin, and these sorry vatos always dying

So go ahead keep tryin'

Fuck you if you ain’t 619ing

Ain’t got no time, ain’t got nothin' else on my mind

Besides robbin suckers, who think that Sancha is their lover

I got a heart of glass, so give it up ese

Give me all your stash, 'cause I don’t want no love

I got enough motherfuckers that I wanna fuck

But right now makin' love to my gun

Bitch you betta run fast, hide, or duck

I don’t give a fuck, bitch you betta run

I’m livin' (livin' for the love of my guns muthafucka)

Put the safety off, bustin' till it’s done

I’m livin' for the love of guns

I don’t give a fuck, bitch you betta run

I’m livin' (livin' for the love of my guns muthafucka)

Put the safety off, bustin' till it’s done

I’m livin' for the love of guns