Lyrics:
Oh Land Son Of A Gun

You son of a gun. You go down, down, down. This time I won?t save you When you drown, drown, drown You son of a gun. You son of a gun. Birds sing for

You son of a gun. You go down, down, down. This time I won?t save you When you drown, drown, drown You son of a gun. You son of a gun. Birds sing for

come from E A D E A D There's a girl and she warned me don't pick up that gun E A By the

my son Walk down the river 'cuz the river don't run Same thing make you laugh, make you cry I got them rocks, them yellow diamonds and that oh oh oh bling

have Niggas running like Forrest when he broke his braces, pa Scold a nigga like a pile of hot chocolate Before I eat her, I belong on a bitch cartridge

shit swelling and expanding A one way trip down south, a crash landing Right in your pink fun I get the job done Daddy was a pistol and I'm a son of a gun

walls never understand I was the one who got good with the gun - took the money from the rich man's land Give me some water 'cause I shot a man on the

up On me before the twelve jumped from My gun, but when the buckshots come Momma's son a bloody murderer must be the evil one Mobbin' deep, like a com

a chair beside me Said "son count me in" He looked over at my winnin's He wore an evil grin I'd heard of hs reputation A fairly dangerous man