Gunwalk (feat. Gudda Gudda)
I'm strapped up, nigga, fuck a gun law
See me walking with a limp, that's my gun walk
I don't do no arguin', I let the gun talk
Yeah, I'm strapped up, nigga, fuck a gun law
See me walking with a limp, that's my gun walk
I don't do no arguin', I let the gun talk
And there's no talkin' back when my gun talk
See me walking with a limp, that's my gun walk
That's my gun walk, nigga that's my gun walk
Yeah, see me walking with a limp, that's my gun walk
That's my gun walk, nigga that's my gun walk
Uh, fuck that nigga, hoe-ass nigga
Leave that nigga with a toe tag, nigga
Barrel so long, you can pole dance, nigga
Run up in ya house, where the dope at nigga?
Murder she wrote on a notepad, nigga
Light that nigga up, smoke that nigga
Stomp that nigga, roast that nigga
I walk around with this shotgun
And this bitch bigger than me, nigga
Don't open up yo' fuckin' mouth
'Cause I'll pull the trigger like teeth, nigga
Shoot 'em up, then leave, nigga
I smell summer's eve, nigga
We shoot first, it's better
To give than receive, nigga
I'm strapped up, nigga, fuck a gun law
See me walking with a limp, that's my gun walk
I don't do no arguin', I let the gun talk, uh
Yeah, I'm strapped up, nigga, fuck a gun law
See me walking with a limp, that's my gun walk
I don't do no arguin', I let the gun talk
And there's no talkin' back when my gun talk
Keep that hoe shit over there
And we don't shoot in the air
I can't fuck with these niggas, man, these niggas gummy bears
Hair trigger on the gun, I pull that motherfucker hair
It's like, man, you can't trust nobody, I don't even have a trust fund
Don't buck, nigga, don't stunt, nigga
Don't duck, nigga, 'cause I duck hunt
Bitch, rock with me, that Glock with me, that chopper with me, obviously
I'ma empty this motherfucker, that's fifty shots, approximately
Now fuck with me, get fucked over
Emergency room, rushed over
Hollow tips, in the clip
My gun loaded, yours sober
I pull yo' card like a lawn mower
Fall back or I'm goin' forward
I see you got yo' gun drawn
I send you back to the drawin' board, Lil Tunechi
See me walking with a limp, that's my gun walk
That's my gun walk, nigga, that's my gun walk
See me walking with a limp, that's my gun walk
That's my gun walk, nigga, that's my gun walk
Walkin' round this motherfucker limpin'
'Cause the nose on the pistol 'bout as long as Scotty Pippen's
On the molly and I'm twisted, throw your body with the fishes
Double back around that corner and I'm bodying the witness
Uh, real niggas don't talk much, do drive by's and walk ups
Lame rappers that talk tough get a broke jaw, star struck
I don't fuck with the lame niggas, I got good aim nigga
Pop a pill, pop you, my nick name is Pain Killer
I'm still that same nigga, Eastside I rep that
Pussy niggas better get right or where I see you, you get left at
Use the rifle as my crutch, that's my gun walk
Or we can hold a conversation, let the guns talk
Gudda!
I'm strapped up, nigga, fuck a gun law
See me walking with a limp, that's my gun walk
I don't do no arguin', I let the gun talk
And there's no talkin' back when it go off
I'm strapped up, nigga, fuck a gun law
See me walking with a limp, that's my gun walk
I don't do no arguin', I let the gun talk
When I cock back-
See me walking with a limp, that's my gun walk
That's my gun walk, nigga, that's my gun walk, yeah
See me walking with a limp, that's my gun walk
That's my gun walk, nigga, that's my gun walk
See me walking with a limp, that's my gun walk
I don't do no arguin', I let the gun talk
Yeah, I'm strapped up, nigga, fuck a gun law
See me walking with a limp, that's my gun walk
I don't do no arguin', I let the gun talk
And there's no talkin' back when my gun talk
See me walking with a limp, that's my gun walk
That's my gun walk, nigga that's my gun walk
Yeah, see me walking with a limp, that's my gun walk
That's my gun walk, nigga that's my gun walk
Uh, fuck that nigga, hoe-ass nigga
Leave that nigga with a toe tag, nigga
Barrel so long, you can pole dance, nigga
Run up in ya house, where the dope at nigga?
Murder she wrote on a notepad, nigga
Light that nigga up, smoke that nigga
Stomp that nigga, roast that nigga
I walk around with this shotgun
And this bitch bigger than me, nigga
Don't open up yo' fuckin' mouth
'Cause I'll pull the trigger like teeth, nigga
Shoot 'em up, then leave, nigga
I smell summer's eve, nigga
We shoot first, it's better
To give than receive, nigga
I'm strapped up, nigga, fuck a gun law
See me walking with a limp, that's my gun walk
I don't do no arguin', I let the gun talk, uh
Yeah, I'm strapped up, nigga, fuck a gun law
See me walking with a limp, that's my gun walk
I don't do no arguin', I let the gun talk
And there's no talkin' back when my gun talk
Keep that hoe shit over there
And we don't shoot in the air
I can't fuck with these niggas, man, these niggas gummy bears
Hair trigger on the gun, I pull that motherfucker hair
It's like, man, you can't trust nobody, I don't even have a trust fund
Don't buck, nigga, don't stunt, nigga
Don't duck, nigga, 'cause I duck hunt
Bitch, rock with me, that Glock with me, that chopper with me, obviously
I'ma empty this motherfucker, that's fifty shots, approximately
Now fuck with me, get fucked over
Emergency room, rushed over
Hollow tips, in the clip
My gun loaded, yours sober
I pull yo' card like a lawn mower
Fall back or I'm goin' forward
I see you got yo' gun drawn
I send you back to the drawin' board, Lil Tunechi
See me walking with a limp, that's my gun walk
That's my gun walk, nigga, that's my gun walk
See me walking with a limp, that's my gun walk
That's my gun walk, nigga, that's my gun walk
Walkin' round this motherfucker limpin'
'Cause the nose on the pistol 'bout as long as Scotty Pippen's
On the molly and I'm twisted, throw your body with the fishes
Double back around that corner and I'm bodying the witness
Uh, real niggas don't talk much, do drive by's and walk ups
Lame rappers that talk tough get a broke jaw, star struck
I don't fuck with the lame niggas, I got good aim nigga
Pop a pill, pop you, my nick name is Pain Killer
I'm still that same nigga, Eastside I rep that
Pussy niggas better get right or where I see you, you get left at
Use the rifle as my crutch, that's my gun walk
Or we can hold a conversation, let the guns talk
Gudda!
I'm strapped up, nigga, fuck a gun law
See me walking with a limp, that's my gun walk
I don't do no arguin', I let the gun talk
And there's no talkin' back when it go off
I'm strapped up, nigga, fuck a gun law
See me walking with a limp, that's my gun walk
I don't do no arguin', I let the gun talk
When I cock back-
See me walking with a limp, that's my gun walk
That's my gun walk, nigga, that's my gun walk, yeah
See me walking with a limp, that's my gun walk
That's my gun walk, nigga, that's my gun walk
Credits
Writer(s): Jordan Houston, Bryan Williams, Carl E. Lilly, Jermaine Anthony Preyan, Dwayne Carter, Michael Foster
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