Thats Why
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That's why, that's why my gun
My gun stay cocked, stay cocked, stay cocked
That's why, that's why my gun
My gun stay cocked, stay cocked
That's why, that's why my gun
My gun stay cocked, stay cocked, stay cocked
That's why, that's why my gun
My gun stay cocked, stay cocked
That's why, that's why my
It seems like I've inherited beef, inherited beef, inherited beef
You don't fuck with Petey for what reason
For what reason, for what reason
And I did something that might hurt your feelings
Hurt your feelings, hurt your feelings
Well if I did I ain't mean to offend you
Mean to offend you, mean to offend you
It's so easy for me to run through the glass of the building
Run at the bastards who think that's running the city
Spit at game, young buck, banks and fifty
Why, when they ain't did shit to me
I don't get caught up in all that shit
Hatin' niggas coincide they with, that's childish shit
I'm a grown man, I ain't got time for that
I ain't supposed to be around no gats, but this gangsta rap
That's why, that's why my gun
My gun stay cocked, stay cocked, stay cocked
That's why, that's why my gun
My gun stay cocked, stay cocked
That's why, that's why my gun
My gun stay cocked, stay cocked, stay cocked
That's why, that's why my gun
My gun stay cocked, stay cocked
That's why, that's why my
I ain't a chump, I don't like to talk tough, bitch I know how to fight
I done had my share of ass whoopings in my life
I been shot at and hit with bats
Got stabbed, took the man knife and stabbed him back
What the hell that got to do with rap
I turned my life around and pushed that back
Now I'm supposed to go back to that
Man it got to be a powerful sack
And you got to have something else mixed with that
Seen two of the rap bests blowed, slammed off the map
Y'all choose to follow them footsteps
Be my guest, may the best bless your chest
May the bullets they send at it find itself a new direction
Please Lord, keep your angels with me
If they don't pray, let my prayers forgive 'em
See the world can't see it outside looking in
This here's some crazy shit
That's why, that's why my gun
My gun stay cocked, stay cocked, stay cocked
That's why, that's why my gun
My gun stay cocked, stay cocked
That's why, that's why my gun
My gun stay cocked, stay cocked, stay cocked
That's why, that's why my gun
My gun stay cocked, stay cocked
That's why, that's why my
One of you silly niggas might have it in you
To run up on me and try to earn you some stripes with your boyfriend
But I'ma tell you like this
I'm the wrong son bitch to be fucking with, I ain't with the bullshit
Quick to throw my shit up, turn the white in your eye red
Hit you with a uppercut, a jab and some more shit
I'm used to seeing murders, that ain't nothing that's new kid
Popping pistols and nothing but pulling the trigger
I done seen him get murdered, I stood right next to him
Damn near shit on myself thinking that I would hit
That's why, that's why I stay strapped
Cause I never know when I have to snap, snap, and clap back
That's why, that's why my gun
My gun stay cocked, stay cocked, stay cocked
That's why, that's why my gun
My gun stay cocked, stay cocked
That's why, that's why my gun
My gun stay cocked, stay cocked, stay cocked
That's why, that's why my gun
My gun stay cocked, stay cocked
That's why, that's why my