Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Da Gun, artist - Gucci Mane. Album song El Chapos Home, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 20.07.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Gucci Mane 1017
Song language: English
Da Gun |
| You keep talkin' that shit, muhfucka |
| You’ll make me mad, I’mma get my cutter |
| Get my M16, my MAC-11, my K, I’mma call my brother |
| Matter fact, I don’t need no 'nother |
| Nigga, I ain’t even gotta call my brother |
| This lil chopper gon' take care of all that drama |
| 17, I don’t need no mother |
| I got pain, I killed the pen and I killed the paint job |
| Rocket launcher, crazy gun like in Super Contra |
| Kangaroo pouch with the strap, it’s down under |
| Satellite dish, turtle top dunk, cowabunga |
| Got them black shades, can’t see shit, Stevie Wonder |
| And I’ll shoot a nigga in his shit, you better run, bruh |
| «Gucci got a gun, he 'bout to click, better run swift» |
| I just wanna shoot, don’t wanna hit, got a four fifth |
| My niggas’ll shoot yo' ass for shit, they like 4−6 |
| MAC-11, don’t keep it at home, got it right here |
| Bag full of guns, let me pick out one |
| Whomever wanna test, let that bad man come |
| Who wanna war? |
| Let come, bet the game begun |
| Because I murk niggas for fun, man, I kill for fun, for fun |
| Flocka got a gun, please put down the gun |
| Gucci got a gun, please put down the gun |
| Flocka got a gun, please put down the gun |
| Gucci got a gun, please put down ya gun! |
| .38s, .45s, Glock 9s, pistol in my hand, I don’t do the waistline |
| Heart all black, Akon, how you gettin' money but can’t make bond? |
| Silencers on the chopsticks, Avon — I got a lot of guns |
| Big guns like Contra that’ll shell shock you like Blanka |
| Shooter save a shooter, I’m a top shotter |
| Waka Flocka Flame, I got the juice, partner |
| Low jolt the gun, that’s the anaconda |
| Fuck the law until they free my partner |
| Chopper kick like Liu Kang, free Poo Tang, who-who bang? |
| You real then I’m recruitin', you a dead man wit' that FN in my hand |
| Don’t fuck wit' niggas, Ku Klux Klan, get love all in the Motherland |
| Make ya best friend kill you for the bands, get love all in Rosecrans |
| Got a Mack 10, AK, SK, .223, 3 throwaways, that’s a 40, real P-Funk |
| Slow him down like a speed bump, the barrel pump, Elmer Fudd |
| Whoever thugs, I’ll leave ya slumped, show you no love |
| I’m shinin' hard, Michael Jackson glove |
| Brick Squad, there’s too many guns, shoot for fun, just because |
| Kill a nigga, kill a nigga, kill a nigga, kill a nigga, Squad! |
| Bag full of guns, let me pick out one |
| Whomever wanna test, let that bad man come |
| Who wanna war? |
| Let come, bet the game begun |
| Because I murk niggas for fun, man, I kill for fun, for fun |
| Flocka got a gun, please put down the gun |
| Gucci got a gun, please put down the gun |
| Flocka got a gun, please put down the gun |
| Gucci got a gun, please put down ya gun! |
| Ca$h Out got a gun, put ya hands up |
| They say they want war, put ya bands up |
| I buy these niggas' partners, make 'em hit they mans up |
| And these niggas snitchin', that’s why they takin' a stand, bruh |
| Jewels 'round my neck, ridin' by myself |
| Pistol on my hip just in case a nigga wanna trip |
| And I don’t need no crew |
| Them the niggas who snitchin' on you |
| Just a couple real niggas 'round me |
| Who don’t give a fuck about you, ooh |
| These niggas know I hang around them shottas |
| Only comin' for ya medulla oblongata |
| Wanna see yo' noodles, love eatin' pasta |
| (I'm on the phone wit' Mac A Zoe, he put me on the roster) |
| Yeah, we talkin' crazy, in Miami in a rari wit' them Haitians |
| Shit, I just talk it how I live it |
| Probably that’s the reason why I party at Liv, rich nigga shit |
| Bag full of guns, let me pick out one |
| Whomever wanna test, let that bad man come |
| Who wanna war? |
| Let come, bet the game begun |
| Because I murk niggas for fun, man, I kill for fun, for fun |
| Flocka got a gun, please put down the gun |
| Gucci got a gun, please put down the gun |
| Flocka got a gun, please put down the gun |
| Gucci got a gun, please put down ya gun! |