Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song No Pistols, artist - Twista. Date of issue: 16.09.2007
Song language: English
No Pistols |
| Don’t wanna see you with that 45 unless you gon' ride |
| If I say you gon' die motherf*cker I get so loud |
| What you be procrastinating I think you f*ck around with pistols cause they |
| fascinating |
| You motherf*ckers ain’t gon' do nothing |
| When you get through frontin niggas out here already know that you ain’t gon' |
| shoot nothing |
| End up at the pearly gates when they test you |
| Gotta dirty face but what you know about a 30 ain’t special shit |
| And I know them hard words make you jump up with your? |
| when you got the mosburg |
| pump bitch |
| And the shortys lookin at you like a punk bitch |
| Cause you ain’t making what you claim ain’t gon' dump click |
| You gon cry when you hear them bullets dumping when them shortys come and ride |
| on you (when the pistol click clack) |
| If you still alive will you really get the dumpin if you got that 45 on you? |
| Once upon a time in the sha there was three real killas who bust guns and puff |
| fire |
| They cut weight by the key and baggin every gram |
| Instead? |
| bustin with the pistol in they hand |
| I’m preachin murder like a vicious reverand |
| About niggas who claim they shootin but they never seen 357s |
| Now what reason would you hold it up |
| Put that pistol down nigga pick that weed up roll it up |
| Twista up the light you don’t really won die |
| Stop your blood clot crying |
| Your bullets don’t fly |
| ? |
| aim smooth? |
| I keep that smith and wessel with me like I’m blackmoon |
| Toss up the living room storm through the kitchen |
| I caught that nigga in the bathroom shittin and pissin' |
| What you shakin' for I thought you said you ready to ride |
| Don’t be coming with me if you ain’t strapped because I |
| I keep a p95 nine milli ruger |
| You f**kin with a shooter |
| Quick to bloody your suit up |
| My aim impeccable point like a decibel |
| 300 feet away in a tower snipin a festival |
| What you know about 9's and Glock 40's |
| And 45's see our 15's with the 5 pound slide |
| Thirty shot clips snub noses with the rubber grips |
| Wicked techs that’ll put the kiss of death on your lover’s lips |
| we get the squeeze nigga |
| Ak-47s make them bitches retreat nigga |
| Like a g nigga |
| I make em bleed nigga |
| ? |
| I’m bustin that’s on my c nigga |
| My war chest is filled with ballers and techs |
| Ski masks gloves and vests so nigga what’s next nigga |
| It’s real thuggin you a bitch to the bone |
| If you ain’t go through nothin shorty leave them pistols alone |