From the motherland doing scams with my vandals
Runnin' thru the bag that I ran from da bando
Got the upper hand understand when we blam folks
With the gun in hand that he had up in Rambo
From the motherland doing scams with my vandals
Runnin' thru the bag that I ran from da bando
Got the upper hand understand when we blam folks
With the gun in hand that he had up in Rambo
I am from the trenches
Sirens blow relentless
F*ck what animal you are
Lions, goats, infested
My priors don't get mentioned
I hire soulless henchmen
Live to 25
I'll provide your homie pension
We got 45's
Oh
And we got Dracos
My disciples all will die for me
Like its Waco
And for the pesos
We are insane blokes
We'll make you meet the Holy Spirit
But we're not evangels
Uh
Another caseload
Tell D.A. I'm sorry
We're progressive over here
Y'all still play Atari
Bullets have no name
Man my aims alarming
There go your dame
Her whole membranes departing
Ya dig
From the motherland doing scams with my vandals
Runnin' thru the bag that I ran from da bando
Got the upper hand understand when we blam folks
With the gun in hand that he had up in Rambo
From the motherland doing scams with my vandals
Runnin' thru the bag that I ran from da bando
Got the upper hand understand when we blam folks
With the gun in hand that he had up in Rambo
I got 100 round drum on every gun
In my bando
Bitch I never made 200 grand
But I was damn close
Gun up in my hand and my pants
Make it sag low
With da soldier rag 'round my head
Like I'm Rambo
Watch for the drip
Oh yes Relly got sauce
I'm well connected like telephone calls
I can't be reached
Like my cellulars off
And I'm probably in bed
Getting head from ya broad
Hammer her ass
Like a nail to wall
I'll smack her ass and yell
Bitch I'm a dawg
Hittin' ya cunt
While I'm hittin' this blunt
Then I lift my dick up and scream
Bitch have a ball
I am a boss
Because I paid the cost
And they tried to tax
But I'm writing 'em off
I'll punch a bitch nigga
Right in his jaw
Till his eyelids come off
Bitch
I'm Tyson to y'all
Relly
From the motherland doing scams with my vandals
Runnin' thru the bag that I ran from da bando
Got the upper hand understand when we blam folks
With the gun in hand that he had up in Rambo
From the motherland doing scams with my vandals
Runnin' thru the bag that I ran from da bando
Got the upper hand understand when we blam folks
With the gun in hand that he had up in Rambo
ChiChi the Eternal - Gun of Rambo (feat. Relly Da Emcee) Lyrics
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From the motherland doing scams with my vandals
Runnin' thru the bag that I ran from da bando
Got the upper hand understand when we blam folks
With the gun in hand that he had up in Rambo
From the motherland doing scams with my vandals
Runnin' thru the bag that I ran from da bando
Got the upper hand understand when we blam folks
With the gun in hand that he had up in Rambo
I am from the trenches
Sirens blow relentless
F*ck what animal you are
Lions, goats, infested
My priors don't get mentioned
I hire soulless henchmen
Live to 25
I'll provide your homie pension
We got 45's
Oh
And we got Dracos
My disciples all will die for me
Like its Waco
And for the pesos
We are insane blokes
We'll make you meet the Holy Spirit
But we're not evangels
Uh
Another caseload
Tell D.A. I'm sorry
We're progressive over here
Y'all still play Atari
Bullets have no name
Man my aims alarming
There go your dame
Her whole membranes departing
Ya dig
From the motherland doing scams with my vandals
Runnin' thru the bag that I ran from da bando
Got the upper hand understand when we blam folks
With the gun in hand that he had up in Rambo
From the motherland doing scams with my vandals
Runnin' thru the bag that I ran from da bando
Got the upper hand understand when we blam folks
With the gun in hand that he had up in Rambo
I got 100 round drum on every gun
In my bando
Bitch I never made 200 grand
But I was damn close
Gun up in my hand and my pants
Make it sag low
With da soldier rag 'round my head
Like I'm Rambo
Watch for the drip
Oh yes Relly got sauce
I'm well connected like telephone calls
I can't be reached
Like my cellulars off
And I'm probably in bed
Getting head from ya broad
Hammer her ass
Like a nail to wall
I'll smack her ass and yell
Bitch I'm a dawg
Hittin' ya cunt
While I'm hittin' this blunt
Then I lift my dick up and scream
Bitch have a ball
I am a boss
Because I paid the cost
And they tried to tax
But I'm writing 'em off
I'll punch a bitch nigga
Right in his jaw
Till his eyelids come off
Bitch
I'm Tyson to y'all
Relly
From the motherland doing scams with my vandals
Runnin' thru the bag that I ran from da bando
Got the upper hand understand when we blam folks
With the gun in hand that he had up in Rambo
From the motherland doing scams with my vandals
Runnin' thru the bag that I ran from da bando
Got the upper hand understand when we blam folks
With the gun in hand that he had up in Rambo
Runnin' thru the bag that I ran from da bando
Got the upper hand understand when we blam folks
With the gun in hand that he had up in Rambo
From the motherland doing scams with my vandals
Runnin' thru the bag that I ran from da bando
Got the upper hand understand when we blam folks
With the gun in hand that he had up in Rambo
I am from the trenches
Sirens blow relentless
F*ck what animal you are
Lions, goats, infested
My priors don't get mentioned
I hire soulless henchmen
Live to 25
I'll provide your homie pension
We got 45's
Oh
And we got Dracos
My disciples all will die for me
Like its Waco
And for the pesos
We are insane blokes
We'll make you meet the Holy Spirit
But we're not evangels
Uh
Another caseload
Tell D.A. I'm sorry
We're progressive over here
Y'all still play Atari
Bullets have no name
Man my aims alarming
There go your dame
Her whole membranes departing
Ya dig
From the motherland doing scams with my vandals
Runnin' thru the bag that I ran from da bando
Got the upper hand understand when we blam folks
With the gun in hand that he had up in Rambo
From the motherland doing scams with my vandals
Runnin' thru the bag that I ran from da bando
Got the upper hand understand when we blam folks
With the gun in hand that he had up in Rambo
I got 100 round drum on every gun
In my bando
Bitch I never made 200 grand
But I was damn close
Gun up in my hand and my pants
Make it sag low
With da soldier rag 'round my head
Like I'm Rambo
Watch for the drip
Oh yes Relly got sauce
I'm well connected like telephone calls
I can't be reached
Like my cellulars off
And I'm probably in bed
Getting head from ya broad
Hammer her ass
Like a nail to wall
I'll smack her ass and yell
Bitch I'm a dawg
Hittin' ya cunt
While I'm hittin' this blunt
Then I lift my dick up and scream
Bitch have a ball
I am a boss
Because I paid the cost
And they tried to tax
But I'm writing 'em off
I'll punch a bitch nigga
Right in his jaw
Till his eyelids come off
Bitch
I'm Tyson to y'all
Relly
From the motherland doing scams with my vandals
Runnin' thru the bag that I ran from da bando
Got the upper hand understand when we blam folks
With the gun in hand that he had up in Rambo
From the motherland doing scams with my vandals
Runnin' thru the bag that I ran from da bando
Got the upper hand understand when we blam folks
With the gun in hand that he had up in Rambo
Writer: chineme amobi, terrell miller
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Performed By: ChiChi the Eternal
Language: English
Length: 3:27
Written by: chineme amobi, terrell miller