Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Let The Guns Blow , by - Blaq Poet. Song from the album The Blaqprint, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 30.07.2009
Record label: Year Round
Song language: English
Let The Guns Blow |
| Niggas trying to play you out, thun, let the guns blow |
| Niggas trying to say you can’t live, let the guns blow |
| Niggas trying to play you out, son, let the guns blow |
| Niggas saying you can’t eat, let the guns blow |
| Trying to play you out, son, let the guns blow |
| They trying to play you out, nigga, let the guns blow |
| They trying to play you out, son, let the guns blow |
| They trynna play you, nigga |
| Ay yo, fuck that, violate, pay with your life |
| Nigga play you once, then they’re bound to play you twice |
| And when one nigga do it, then another nigga do it |
| Now the hood know you pussy, your thugging is a wrap |
| Might as well grab the gat, nigga, and let the guns blow |
| Turn into Superthug, let them motherfuckers know |
| I’d rather get caught with it than without it |
| Police can get it too, put them dicks in critical |
| I’m taking every penny, I’m drinking plenty Henny |
| I know you hear me, New York City, let them guns blow |
| For Big Poppa, Big Pun, and Big L, yo |
| For Freaky Tah and Jam Master, oh hell no |
| We got to regulate, we got to set it straight |
| Ya niggas keep acting like pussy, I take the whole plate |
| Oh you don’t know how this shit do |
| It’s me, Blaq Po', I let them guns blow |
| Now when I say let them motherfuckers go, I mean it |
| Let off some shots from Compton to Queensbridge |
| I got Pops dusting off his old shotty |
| Granny running 'round saying «bitch, I’ll catch a body» |
| Look at little nigga with his hair all naughty |
| Fucking with them big guns, no steel, snotty |
| Im’ma be the reason why niggas be wilding |
| Little Rock, Chi Town, Detroit, wilding |
| You got that 4 pound, let off a few rounds |
| You bought the motherfucker, what you gon' do now |
| Just lick it in the air, you thug, you don’t care |
| I thought you was never scared, fuck out of here |
| Pass it off to a nigga that bust it |
| Nigga that love it, nigga that don’t discuss it |
| Get high, get drunk, get loose tonight |
| Whoever you don’t like get murdered on sight |
| One, two, three, throw them guns in the air |
| You get knocked, remember that… |
| «I don’t care» |
| Let the guns blow |