"Gun Play" as written by Albert Johnson, Dana Stinson and Tajuan Perry....
Yeah, kill 'em, how we do it dun
Get your gunz nigga, we killing 'em
Getting real up in here y'all
What like, is like, is like, is like
How we do it dun, Murder muzik
Big Noyd, Big P, get your gunz, nigga

Yo, you know who we be, the are A double P E are
Niggaz fuck with this and they get sent to the E are
I see y'all flashing, diamond, dancing, shining, keep your head up
'Cause you'll get wet up, flashing diamonds, dancing, shining
But thugs like me, repping QBC is a place when is cold out
Niggaz go all out

Make the dogs bark, you know nigga the gunz spark
Drama we into, and bring it to you physical
With four fives, four nines, gunz ain't a thang duke
You know what them thangs do, swing and lay whole crew

There's tension in the air, better chill when I'm telling you
I know you down from eighty five live, you ain't scared to die
You getting dough and getting by yatti yatt -ya
But its real when the H N I see and the are A double P
Strap with them G you N Z

My gunz popping, your gunz pop
We could go out shot for shot
We can do it to the gunz go lock
Bust none stop, y'all niggaz want a gun play

My gunz popping, your gunz pop
We could go out shot for shot
We can do it to the gunz go lock
Bust none stop, oh niggaz want a gun play

Really, let's do it here and now, we don't negotiate
We don't settle out, we pull a heavy metal out
We make niggaz shit, make niggaz piss
Niggaz humble when my duns rumble
Go ahead pop your gun, we got those too
This ain't nothin' new, you ain't a threat

Whatcha a gangsta, you a vet?
Whatcha you a thug who demand respect
Like I give a shit, nigga, I'll give a clip to your abs
You get torn up fucking with P, you'll get it bad
It's like the same old song

Let nigga front, blow his top off and I'm not in the wrong
Cause nigga deserve every piece of death they get
Every piece of bullet, every chunk of flesh they lose
You knew the rules, you knew what you was getting into
You touch me, so its mandatory that I hit you

My gunz popping, your gunz pop
We could go out shot for shot
We can do it to the gunz go lock
Bust none stop, y'all niggaz want a gun play

My gunz popping, your gunz pop
We could go out shot for shot
We can do it to the gunz go lock
Bust none stop, these niggaz want a gun play

Yo, yo, yo, we ain't shooting doors
We kicking doors down bucking your broads
Don't let me catch you, eye you up
And then draws, we murder y'all
Criminal minds, pack nines when they rock

Foul way y'all sound, that's how we get down till they rot
If your gunz pop nigga, my gun pop
Do the maths, somebody ass gonn be up in a box
Its not me, no days, no nights and you
No more rocking your wear, Gucci's with your Nikes

True, no more fronting like you larger than life
Nigga I'll terminate your days, cancel your nights
It's not a problem, holla at my dawgs
Show you how to work them guns
Fuck a spare clip, we got extra drums

That'll handicap your team till y'all bleed all over the street
Whiles I get the fuck up and outta here quick
And if your man wanna ride, for your bum ass
The shit nigga

My gunz popping, your gunz pop
We could go out shot for shot
We can do it to the gunz go lock
Bust none stop, y'all niggaz want a gun play

My gunz popping, your gunz pop
We could go out shot for shot
We can do it to the gunz go lock
Bust none stop, these niggaz want a gun play

My gunz popping, your gunz pop
We could go out shot for shot
We can do it to the gunz go lock
Bust none stop, y'all niggaz want a gun play

My gunz popping, your gunz pop
We could go out shot for shot
We can do it to the gunz go lock
Bust none stop, these niggaz don't want no gun play

Nah, fagot ass nigga
Clap 'em down, clap 'em down
Clap 'em down, son



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"Gun Play" as written by Albert Johnson Dana Stinson

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