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Shooting Guns Lyrics

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[hook 1]
got my guns and magazines
ending up in front of me
nothing is quite as it seems
f-ck with me and you will see

[hook 2]
shoot your gun now make you a believer
now you better pray for somethin' more

[1st verse : 50 cent]
i go to war 'til my heart stop
niggas ain't listening
get the thumping and the dumping at your newborn's christening
tell your homie tell his homies
he gon' need more homies
ain't this a b!tch i got an extended clip right on me
and my diamonds on my neck
i dare a nigga to scheme on it
the ruger on deck, its hard to miss with that thing on it
i'll give your ass a permanent nap sing you a lullaby
i got money to run, so f-ck a alibi

[hook 2]
shoot your gun now make you a believer
now you better pray for somethin' more

[2nd verse : 50 cent]
yeah, i believe you when you say you tough nigga
all that means is you f-cked nigga
i get the drop i'm on it
morning noon or night, i spot-cha i gotcha
wake up cuffed to your bed your bed cops asking 'who shot-cha'
as the world turns, believe it'll be learned
the hollow tips burns and i ain't concerned if i ain't hit
and i ain't hit, so a nigga don't really give a shit
you don't know who you f-cking with
come through dump more than a clip
niggas be on some stupid shit
till they get hit, ain't that a bitch?

[3rd verse : kidd kidd]
k-i double, shot gun barrel double
my homies front a couple and i move 'em on a double
racks in the duffel
mac with the muzzle
makin' circles in you, all black like a tunnel
i only know how to hustle
can't stay outta trouble
i got a big gun, muthaf-ckers scuffle
kidd kidd, will you ever change?
f-ck no, pimps don't ride a game you already f-cking know

[hook 1]
got my guns and magazines
ending up in front of me
nothing is quite as it seems
f-ck with me and you will see

[hook 2]
shoot your gun now make you a believer
now you better pray for something more

[4th verse : kidd kidd]
man these niggas so fake, i call 'em knock off
like pringles, i pop the top off
you ain't hot dog
you the f-cking micky mouse (aw)
i'm on fire like louisiana hot sauce
brand new j's cost a buck fifty nikka
ya scuff these, i scar ya face, buck 50 nigga
been f-cking with them pigs, you a guinea nigga
and ya always bakin, you's a skinny nigga
i wear my gun like its trendy nigga
you pussy and ain't shit, kitty litter
uh, see where all that bitching getcha
right in front of this pistol

[hook 1]
got my guns and magazines
ending up in front of me
nothing is quite as it seems
f-ck with me and you will see

[hook 2]
shoot your gun now make you a believer
now you better pray for something more

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