Gun Walk

Lyrics

[Hook x2] Told these niggas I was on that bullshit Mac-11, loaded with the full clip You know we talk that gun talk, that gun talk The hammer on me so I do that gun walk [Verse 1] Post up in the function like I'm Tim Duncan Bitch I'm still bunkin, I'm slumped, sunk in the seat Don't miss a beat, you know we playing for keeps 'Round here you gotta kill what you eat But doggy keep it discreet I'll kill any nigga breathing, just give me a reason Lord is there Heaven for a heathen cause soon I'll be leaving These niggas change up like the seasons, we calling it treason Nightlights, Stevie world, we still do it for Steven Told these pussy rap niggas we nothing alike They call me Hunnit Round Hef, but it's nothing to fight If I ain't fuck your bitch yet she ain't nothing I like But the way she suck dick, I'm like fuck it I might Ever since that Act' left I put Tech in my Sprite That might have been the biggest L I done took in my life I just popped like two bars, and it fucked up my night Sipping and we geeking, so you know that we busting on sight I get dumb high but I'm a low life My uncle 55, he been slanging his whole life I'm only 27, been banging my whole life Most niggas turn snitches, been singing they whole life [Hook x2] Told these niggas I was on that bullshit Mac-11, loaded with the full clip You know we talk that gun talk, that gun talk The hammer on me so I do that gun walk That gun walk, do that gun walk, that gun walk Do that gun walk, that gun walk You know we do that gun talk, that gun talk The hammer on me do I do that gun walk [Verse 2] Niggas do that gun walk, forty make me gun walk I'mma let that gun spark when niggas do that gun talk Niggas do that gun talk, desert make me gun walk I'mma let that gun spark when niggas do that gun talk See a pussy nigga, let the hammer go on his cameltoe Get to running like a antelope, if you ill nigga, got the antidote You a faggot and your mans a hoe Pat niggas down, they don't really wanna smoke All these niggas know who tote, got dope weed and cheap coke Turn a block into a ski slope, see a fiend and be like whatchu need folk Niggas get to greedy talking, wash 'em up good, they ain't really need soap Fuck a runner running up, dead nigga who you think you running up Used to serve baking soda to the junkies back when I was coming up Momma told me go and get a job, and I did but it wasn't enough Had to go and get it all plus, now my niggas all living all plush All these lil bitches all lust, you the small fry getting small bucks Niggas they was getting slow bucks, now I'm here, niggas getting no bucks All hustle and no luck, so a nigga gave no fucks Voices telling me to go nuts, say it's your turn, I'm like sure enough Young nigga, I done glo'd up, y'all niggas gon' hoe up My shit gon' go up, and y'all niggas gon' fold up [Hook x2] Told these niggas I was on that bullshit Mac-11, loaded with the full clip You know we talk that gun talk, that gun talk The hammer on me so I do that gun walk That gun walk, do that gun walk, that gun walk Do that gun walk, that gun walk