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50 Cent( Curtis James Jackson III )
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My Gun Go Off
Lyricist:Adam D Deitch, Curtis James Jackson, Eric Peter Krasno, Derick A Prosper
Nigga, my gun go off You see the barrell turnin', you feel the hollows burnin' Nigga, now you learnin', nigga, my gun go off Call it attempted murder, nigga, I'm tryin' to merk you When I come back bustin', nigga, my gun go off
Don't try to say I'm trippin' when I get to flippin' An' I start to clip in, nigga, my gun go off We call it puttin' work in, leavin' niggas hurtin' Homicide's learkin', nigga, my gun go off
Fuck, boy, you can see it to believe it Tryna dodge and wave it, end up a paraplegic Believe me it's easy, I'll hurt you, I'll merk you I'll pop summin', drop summin', I ain't gonna stop huntin'
Run, run till you're spun, one shot, one gun One, 911 emergency, it's murder, B It's excellent execution when I'm pulling the trigger No mistake for that cake, I'm hittin' you and your niggas
Feel the flame when I aim for the top of your brain See the spark and the bang, nigga shit ain't a game Do the math when you blast, bullets go through the glass Go through your ass fast and the leather seat sittin' Ave
Nigga, it's not a war when there's casualties on one side, I ride Turn it up on you niggas after Jay ride by I click-clack, that's that, I don't flash, I mash I wave the Uzi at 'em, I make a movie out 'em
Nigga, my gun go off You see the barrell turnin', you feel the hollows burnin' Nigga, now you learnin', nigga, my gun go off Call it attempted murder, nigga, I'm tryin' to merk you When I come back bustin', nigga, my gun go off
Don't try to say I'm trippin' when I get to flippin' Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com An' I start to clip in, nigga, my gun go off We call it puttin' work in, leavin' niggas hurtin' Homicide's learkin', nigga, my gun go off
Yeah, you better lose yourself in the moment Use it, fuck the music, I'ma let it go You only get one shot â€~fore I back out and fire back At ya hat, at ya back, ya ass crack, ya nut sack
Your Cadillac, if you make it to that, I'm hitting that The 70's was smack, 80's crack, 90's was grimey Millennium mac's man, clips on the whips I ride in 'em and bad bitches I ride in 'em
And don't worry I'll get 'em, gat jammed or unjammed Goddamn, safest the safety, don't work Squeeze the eagle, it chirp End up faced down in the dirt, more than hurt
Bring the beef where you hang out Bang out, shots ring out Hit your shoulders, tryin' to blow your brains out
Hit your homies in their legs Bet they have their canes out tomorrow You know tomorrow's just a day away If you can keep your heart beatin' and your ass awake
Nigga, my gun go off You see the barrell turnin', you feel the hollows burnin' Nigga, now you learnin', nigga, my gun go off Call it attempted murder, nigga, I'm tryin' to merk you When I come back bustin', nigga, my gun go off
Don't try to say I'm trippin' when I get to flippin' An' I start to clip in, nigga, my gun go off We call it puttin' work in, leavin' niggas hurtin' Homicide's learkin', nigga, my gun go off
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