| Now, If I’m out of town my crew take of your bodies the more the merrier
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| Point and spray the area
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| Niggas is quick to bury you
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| Punk niggas feel inferior
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| Guns make us superior
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| Cats start acting scarier
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| Situations get hairier, yo You know who killing it, niggas saying they militant
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| The only blood in the street is when the government spilling it You could have a hand gun or a cannon
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| And you still (?)
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| without the knowledge and wisdom and understanding of a 22 derringer
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| a 38 long
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| a 44 desert eagle
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| a Glock Nine
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| time to protect the fam I’m a cock mine
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| I make the streets run red like a stop sign stop lieing
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| Co Coi Coi Clak Clak Clak Clak Clak
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| Gun man music never take shot back (oh!)
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| Co Coi Coi Clak Clak Clak Clak Clak (Come On)
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| Ghetto Red Hot 'round the world you hear that (oh oh oh come on)
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| Co Coi Coi Clack Clak Clak Clak Clak
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| Gun man youth never take shot back (Yes!)(Brooklyn)
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| Co Coi Coi Clak Clak Clak Clak Clak
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| Ghetto red hot 'round the world you hear that
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| In Jamaica (Kingston), In Brooklyn (Flatbush), In Ethiopia (Yep)
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| We Go There and Back (Come On)
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| To all my real live soldier cats where you at Dogs don’t hold them back
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| those the cats that go to strapped to blow a back
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| You could be whoever, a black panther or lap dancer
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| when respect is the question folks coming with the gat answer
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| Shoot at your feet like spider, you a tap dancer
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| What am I amusing to you?
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| You better have that answer
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| Toys for guns, I got guns for toys
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| Silencers bring the heat without bringing the noise
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| Bringing the funk of dead bodies, go ahead bring in your boys
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| You’ll see the soul of black folk like W.E.B DuBois
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| Israelies got tanks and Palestinians got rocks
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| Inmates got shanks and dirty cops they got glocks
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| We got tribes in Africa that listen to Pac
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| fighting with brothers who pump Biggie like they live on the block
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| These are the tools of the trade
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| that we use to get paid
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| When we cruise on escapades
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| and escalades with guns to blaze
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| we been this ways since the younger days
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| Safe from the hunger pains
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| Pop Bang when the trouble came
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| Pioneers of gun slang
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| Supply you with them things
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| a little something, something
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| set fire to the game
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| my system be thumping
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| Co Coi Coi! |
| the sounds of guns busting
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| Co Coi Coi! |
| your heart just start pumping
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| From a 22 derringer
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| a 38 long
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| a 44 desert eagle
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| Time to protect the fam I 'ma cock mine
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| I make the streets run red like a stop sign stop lying
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| Gun Music y’all |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Gun Music , by - Talib Kweli. Song from the album Quality, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп