Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song My Gun Go Off, artist - 50 Cent. Date of issue: 31.12.2006
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
My Gun Go Off |
| You see the barrell turnin' |
| You feel the hollows burnin' |
| Nigga now you learnin' |
| Nigga, my gun go off |
| Call it attempted murder |
| Nigga I’m tryin to merk ya, |
| When I come back bustin' |
| Nigga, my gun go off |
| Don’t try to say I’m trippin' |
| When I get to flippin' |
| Then I smack the clip in, |
| Nigga, my gun go off |
| We call it putting work in, |
| Leavin niggas hurtin, |
| Homocide’s learkin' |
| My gun go off |
| F**k Boy you can see it to believe it Tryna dodge and wave it end up a parapelegic |
| Believe me its easy |
| I’ll hurt you, I’ll merk you, I’ll pop summin' |
| Drop summin', I aint gonna stop hunting |
| Run run till you’re spun |
| One shot One gun |
| One-9… |
| 1−1 emergency, |
| It’s murder, B It’s excellent execution when I’m pulling the trigger |
| No mistake for that cake |
| I’m hittin you and your niggas |
| Feel the flame when I aim, |
| For the top of your brain |
| See the spark and the bang, |
| Nigga shit ain’t a game |
| Do the math or get blast |
| Bullets go through the glass |
| Go through your ass fast |
| And the leather seat sittin Ave. |
| Its not a war when there’s casualties on one side |
| I ride |
| Turn it up on you niggas after Jay ride by I click-clack thats that i don’t flash, i mash |
| I wave the Uzi at em, |
| I make a movie out em. |
| Nigga, my gun go off |
| You see the barrell turnin' |
| You feel the hollows burnin' |
| Nigga now you learnin' |
| Nigga, my gun go off |
| Call it attempted murder |
| Nigga I’m tryin to merk ya, |
| When I come back bustin' |
| Nigga, my gun go off |
| Don’t try to say I’m trippin' |
| When I get to flippin' |
| Then I smack the clip in, |
| Nigga, my gun go off |
| We call it putting work in, |
| Leavin niggas hurtin, |
| Homocide’s learkin' |
| My gun go off |
| You better lose yourself in the moment |
| Use it, F**k the music I’ma let it go You only get one shot before I back out and fire back |
| At ya hat, ya back, ya ass crack, ya nutsack. |
| Your caddilac if you make it to that, |
| I’m hitting that |
| The 70's was smack |
| The 80's crack. |
| The 90's was grimey |
| Millenium mac man |
| Clips on the whips I ride in em Bad bitches I ride inn em Dont worry i’ll get 'em |
| Gat Jammed or un-jammed |
| God dam Safest the safety dont work |
| Squeeze the eagle, it chirp. |
| End up faced down in the dirt |
| More than hurt, |
| Bring the beef where you hang out, |
| Bang out, |
| Shots ring out. |
| Hit your shoulders tryin to blow your brains out. |
| Hit your homies in their legs, |
| Bet they have their canes out tomorrow |
| You kno tomorrow’s just a day away, |
| If you can keep your heart beatin’then your ass awake. |
| Nigga, my gun go off |
| You see the barrell turnin' |
| You feel the hollows burnin' |
| Nigga now you learnin' |
| Nigga, my gun go off |
| Call it attempted murder |
| Nigga I’m tryin to merk ya, |
| When I come back bustin' |
| Nigga, my gun go off |
| Don’t try to say I’m trippin' |
| When I get to flippin' |
| Then I smack the clip in, |
| Nigga, my gun go off |
| We call it putting work in, |
| Leavin niggas hurtin, |
| Homocide’s learkin' |
| My gun go off |