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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
GODHANDUSA
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Joshua Hamilton
Composer
Christopher Lindsey
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
NXTTY
Producer
Lyrics
Hey, what's up motherfuckers, y'know it's 77.7 Hand of God FM, you're on the line, right now!
Uh, yeah, I got a question for all these punk ass motherfuckers talkin' like they want the fuckin' smoke (What, what?)
Where the fuck yo fuckin' strap, pussy?!
G, to the O, to the D, start a riot in this bitch, we kickin' doors and knockin' knees, hoe
P-P-Pull up with the motherfuckin' Mac inside the strap of my waistband (Ah)
Show me where the fuck your banger at (What, what?)
How you ain't got no gun? (Gun)
How you ain't got no gun, lil' hoe?
How you ain't got no gun? (Gun)
How you ain't got no gun, lil' hoe?
How you ain't got no gun? (Gun)
How you ain't got no gun, lil' hoe?
How you ain't got no gun? (Gun)
How you ain't got no gun, lil' hoe?
Oh my God
Swear I hate you motherfuckas', medicate you motherfuckas' with the drac
Bullets stubborn, leave 'em caked up in yo' motherfuckin' face
Everything that's left inside ya' brain is 'bout to get erased
Pull it, click back, BOOM!
Welcome to ya' doom, hoe!
God, GODHAND gon' dig a tomb hoe!
Fuckin' with the G-O-D, gon' tear ya' ass a new hole!
How the fuck you ain't no motherfuckin' tool, hoe!?
How you ain't got no gun? (Gun)
How you ain't got no gun, lil' hoe?
How you ain't got no gun? (Gun)
How you ain't got no gun, lil' hoe?
How you ain't got no gun? (Gun)
How you ain't got no gun, lil' hoe?
How you ain't got no gun? (Gun)
How you ain't got no gun, lil' hoe?
H, to the A, to the N, to the fuckin' D
In your bitch, fuck her guts up, she wanted me, hoe!
I-I-I pray to God, I don't see you in the street
I could put a motherfucker up above, like a free throw!
It spit like chewing up tobacco in my cheek, it look like mud
Choppa reek of blood, tweakin' seek the plug, buy some drugs
People evil, I can see it in they mind (in they mind)
Push yo' nose in, you lookin' like a pug (like a pug)
Black and blue hoe (Hoe)
Black and blue hoe (Hoe)
Yea' I turn him black and blue, he don't know what to do, hoe'! (Blaow!)
G-O-D-H-A-N-D the fuckin' crew, hoe!
K-Kill a thousand year old demon wit' a new pole
I kill the devil himself, I won't hurt nobody else
If you bring him to me, I want him to bleed!
I want him to know the pain, burn in this eternal flame
Pull up with that, leave a stain, and make him see, this for G-O-D
How you ain't got no gun? (Gun)
How you ain't got no gun, lil' hoe?
How you ain't got no gun? (Gun)
How you ain't got no gun, lil' hoe?
How you ain't got no gun? (Gun)
How you ain't got no gun, lil' hoe?
How you ain't got no gun? (Gun)
How you ain't got no gun, lil' hoe?
Written by: Christopher Lindsey, Joshua Hamilton