Ak47 Lyrics - Terius Nash: 1977 - The-dream

Westside in this motherfucker (die motherfucker die!) 

Cause it's Westside in this mo 

therfucker! 

(yeah nigga, yeah, yeah) 

You didn't ever give a fuck, now I don't really give a fuck 

You and your new nigga in that black truck 

I can't believe you tried to roll up on me like that 

Hearts like a black mask, you don't give a fuck 

When you see me you go blast, you don't give a fuck 

So I when I see you, I'mma mash, I don't give a fuck 

And fuck your new nigga, y'all know where I'm at 

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My father told me, "these bitches breed envy" 

My momma told me, "put some tint on it" so they can't see me 

Instead of loving you, I'm out here finger fucking semis 

Made a pact never let another bitch near me 

Now I keep another nine on me 

(you don't know about) 

And keep a lookout on the door like I'm in a dope house 

And this tech will make a nigga back up 

I'm trigger happy on the next bitches trying to act up 

Girl you remind me of my AK-47 

Chop, Chop, send the doc, to 211 

Baby you hell, you used to feel like heaven 

(Man down) She gon' make sure I don't live to tell it 

Girl you remind me of my AK-47 

Chop, Chop, send the doc, 187 

My daughter screamin' and 'pop', she still yellin' 

I'm tryna bust back homie, 

but this tech nine locked up on me 

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My AK-AK-AK-uh (AK-AK-AK-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh) 

My AK-AK-AK-uh (AK-AK-AK-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh) 

Get yo' money, gon' head shawty live it up 

And for a nigga that's half of me, give it up 

You gotta love it, had my heart up in rehab 

Peep back like 45 on yo' fuckin' ass 

Now I'm back waving .45s at your fucking ass 

Not literally speaking, but figuratively speaking 

Uh-oh look like you've seen a ghost 

On the Seventh Day He rose, Last Supper you motherfuckers 

Girl you remind me of my AK-47 

Chop, Chop, send the doc, to 211 

Baby you hell, you used to feel like heaven 

(Man down) She gon' make sure I don't live to tell it 

Girl you remind me of my AK-47 

Chop, Chop, send the doc, to 211 

Baby you hell, you used to feel like heaven 

(Man down) She gon' make sure I don't live to tell it 

Girl you remind me of my AK-47 

Chop, Chop, send the doc, 187 

My daughter screamin' and 'pop', she still yellin' 

I'm tryna bust back homie, 

but this tech nine locked up on me 

My AK-AK-AK-uh (AK-AK-AK-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh) 

My AK-AK-AK-uh (AK-AK-AK-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh) 

She don't give a fuck, shootin' in the crowd 

Don't care who she hurt, actin' all loud 

Inadvertently parties disperse 

She's killed us all, innocent ones fall 

She stands tall, she shot us down 

Lost it all, look at her now 

Old soul is like crabs in a barrel 

Pull this through the barrel 

Girl you remind me of my AK-47 

Chop, Chop, send the doc, to 211 

Baby you hell, you used to feel like heaven 

(Man down) She gon' make sure I don't live to tell it 

Girl you remind me of my AK-47 

Chop, Chop, send the doc, to 211 

Baby you hell, you used to feel like heaven 

(Man down) She gon' make sure I don't live to tell it 

Girl you remind me of my AK-47 

Chop, Chop, send the doc, 187 

My daughter screamin' and 'pop', she still yellin' 

I'm tryna bust back homie, 

but this tech nine locked up on me 

My AK-AK-AK-uh (AK-AK-AK-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh) 

My AK-AK-AK-uh (AK-AK-AK-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh) 

And I miss you like being broke, no joke 

On my momma, this is the realest thing I ever spoke 

My AK-AK-AK-uh (AK-AK-AK-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh) Yeah 

And I miss you like paying taxes 

And you ain't foolin nobody 

Damn shawty why you actin' so dramatic?