Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Hand on Your Gun, artist - Menace. Date of issue: 27.10.2012
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Hand on Your Gun |
| Look its getting peak in the streets |
| Nowadays most niggas heat |
| Some will burn ya |
| Some will kill |
| Most don’t intend to murder |
| Cos most ain’t good with a burner |
| And some do’t really want to squeeze the squirter |
| Only coped a gun to boost your street creed |
| Now hes gassed up and its gone to hes head |
| And now some real gun buses want to pop his bean head |
| And they ain’t gonna stop till hes dead |
| And paint the streets red |
| With blood from hes head |
| If he gets caught slipping then he knows that hes dead |
| Put he life on the line cos he wanted street creed |
| Now he can’t even walk the streets |
| Ducking from hawk and beef |
| And any time chock and beat |
| Can put his corps to sleep |
| Wants to put down his gun |
| Than he here there voices speak |
| Keep hand by your dam thing |
| Round here shot beat on a random |
| Head shoot you can die where your standing |
| Or on a bang you can die on your landing |
| Keep in local if your the man bringing grands in |
| Stick up kids will turn a fat man so thine |
| Show to much love your having problems |
| I don’t trust the as far as I can lob them |
| I ain’t a gang banger |
| But I bang on gangs |
| No homo bang a man |
| Bring a whip gloves and a banger fam |
| Like hes been talking the longest balinstand |
| Fuck a drive by |
| Put the work in |
| Close rang |
| Chest plate |
| Leave you jerking |
| He used to say to me |
| Now I say to he |
| I’m on the street till the break of dawn |
| Got to cut into my sleep I’m out here chasing storms |
| Plus it beef so I creep or ill be facing corn |
| And if I see him chase him in th bm like I’m chasing born |
| Cos when I swing I’m leaving faces torn |
| Tell my chick to take the stick cos the place is worm |
| Just tell me whos this pussy talking to |
| Cos if it ain’t it bullets you know where stick the hawk in you |
| Just watch you chat when your walking through |
| Them p***y say they got your back they ain’t supporting you |
| And the love dont come like it orto do |
| That why the blood runs like water do |
| And they say where gang when its sort of true |
| The advise we gave here is for all of you |
| Mums dads daughters to |
| And your sons |