- 50 Cent Gunz Come Out 歌詞
- 50 Cent
- Its cold,so cold,so cold
Yall niggas know (wut wut yall niggas know what Im about)
Yall niggas know, frontin where my do jump in the guns come out
Yall niggas know (wut wut yall niggas know what Im about)
Yall niggas know, frontin where my do jump in the guns come out
I do this all the time, stuck with a little shine
Walk with a little nine, case I get in a bind
They say Im fuckin crazy, they think Im out my mind
Cause Im down to bust a nigga head all the time
Now you know the hoes, they know how I roll
In that new Rolls with the suicide doors
22 inch chrome, a nigga money long
You try to touch me, I put out ya get ya brains blown
You go against the grain, pussy and you on ya own
You right there in my zone, welcome to the terridome
The ice blowin my chain, blood blue in my veins
Booster in the range, Im doin my thang
The semi auto spray, run if you get away
We find your whereabouts and clap at you another day
N*gga play with the bread, get a hole in ya head
You touch a dime of mine thug and your ass dead
Yall niggas know (wut wut yall niggas know what Im about)
Yall niggas know, frontin where my do jump in the guns come out
Yall niggas know (wut wut yall niggas know what Im about)
Yall niggas know, frontin where my do jump in the guns come out
In the hood, hoopty, hat low, niggas dont know Im around
Hop out, hit em up, lay my murder game down
You see me in ya projects, 187s in progress
Hard niggas finna soften up when that lead touch em
You cut em once and keep fight , fuck it just keep cuttin em
Its real killa instinct, kill or be killed
Trust me, you dont wanna feel how hollow tips feel
Fuck around and get ya cap peeled
nigga you know the drill, Brownsville
Flat bush, ground heights, Brooklyn Zoo
Feed the wolves, they eat the food
And the hand that feed em too
nigga welcome to the jungle, New York New York
Gangstas use sign language and let their guns talk
Im cool with some bloods, Im cool with some crippes
Im cool but if theres a problem, nigga I got extra clips
I dont know karate, but I split the bricks
I dont love em loverboy, we the shit bitch
Yall niggas know (wut wut yall niggas know what Im about)
Yall niggas know, frontin where my do jump in the guns come out
Yall niggas know (wut wut yall niggas know what Im about)
Yall niggas know, frontin where my do jump in the guns come out
Ill come through and touch ya, walk out then cut ya
Case your dumbass wanna tussle
AR-15, co-exist to make the shell case muffle
Scope, infrared, run youre still dead
Hit your calf, hit your ass, hit ya back, then your head
Contract killa, murder for the scrilla
Search, find a nigga, run up behind a nigga
Shoot car windows out toflatline a nigga
Gun pop, heart stop, homie this is heavy
You on your way to meet your maker, nigga are you ready
No exception to the rule, death is promised
Plus I just bought my niggas new macs and llamas
Got respect for human life but will accomadate you
One phone call and niggas will exterminate you
No future fuckin with me, theres no tomorrow
niggasll run up on you tonight and hit ya the hardest
Yall niggas know (wut wut yall niggas know what Im about)
Yall niggas know, frontin where my do jump in the guns come out
Yall niggas know (wut wut yall niggas know what Im about)
Yall niggas know, frontin where my do jump in the guns come out
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