Gunz Up
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Put your guns up (Bang), put your gats up (Bang)
Put your gang up (Bang), throw your flag up (Bang)
Throw your hood up (Bang), put your sets up (Bang)
Push your fingers up (Bang), throw them W's up (Bang)
Like a Crip nigga (Bang), like a Blood nigga (Bang)
GD nigga (Bang), Vice Lord nigga (Bang)
Like a gangbanger (Bang), cocaine slanger (Bang)
.44 Stainless (Bang), I'm a fuckin' banger
Listen, if you in the land of apes
I don't bang you with the fifth, put a knife out and bang your face
Sheeit, off a gang of grapes
Just might put the pistol in your mouth, how that bang to taste?
Bitch, and I'm off a gang of Hen'
And it's no tellin' when I might wanna bang again
Try and bang her, try and bang her friend
And when I'm done bangin', I'm tryin' to bang again
Killa, I'm gettin' mad cream
For the dough I come at you while you sleepin'
Somethin' like a bad dream, I make your shit drop
Or you can call me Alfred Hitchcock
I hip-hop 'til the clips pop
And you goddamn right the kid hot
Big business, granddaddy in his ziplock
So make sure if you movin' the 'caine that I don't find out why
'Cause on me to run up on you and
Put your guns up (Bang), put your gats up (Bang)
Put your gang up (Bang), throw your flag up (Bang)
Throw your hood up (Bang), put your sets up (Bang)
Push your fingers up (Bang), throw them W's up (Bang)
Like a Crip nigga (Bang), like a Blood nigga (Bang)
GD nigga (Bang), Vice Lord nigga (Bang)
Like a gangbanger (Bang), cocaine slanger (Bang)
.44 Stainless (Bang), I'm a fuckin' banger
I'm a turf banger, on the turf where it's danger
On the turf with that work with that Mossberg for strangers
Gangbanger, flag hangin' and coke slangin'
Stank swangin', old schools on gold Daytons
Car hoppin', six-fo's with hydraulics
Down sloshin', hoes jockin' and broads toppin'
Draws droppin', boss talkin' and ghost walkin'
The load sittin' on top of the hood like bus rockin'
Shot callin', boss talkin', the spot poppin'
Brick coppin', pound coppin', the block poppin'
Cop blockin', talk shit, the Glock poppin'
I beat the case like Snoop, low as I got Cochran
I got killers from East Oakland to South Compton
Midwest swingers to niggas A-Town stompin'
Yup and Klump gon' get this shit crunkin'
After the show they in the parking lot dumpin'
Put your guns up (Bang), put your gats up (Bang)
Put your gang up (Bang), throw your flag up (Bang)
Throw your hood up (Bang), put your sets up (Bang)
Push your fingers up (Bang), throw them W's up (Bang)
Like a Crip nigga (Bang), like a Blood nigga (Bang)
GD nigga (Bang), Vice Lord nigga (Bang)
Like a gangbanger (Bang), cocaine slanger (Bang)
.44 Stainless (Bang), I'm a fuckin' banger
Got me on my shit
Hit the hood, it's either in my hand or on my hip
And I could hit you from close range
Turn your coke white to strawberry cocaine
It's the dope game
Fag's life, you never catch him in the slow lane
Hit the booth with somethin' like a lighter and some propane
Yes, yes you could say the kid famous
I live dangerous, extra clips and big bangers
And I'm shellin' from that .40 cal lead quickly
Should've hit you, spin you around in a 360
I keep it on me 'case them dudes seem iffy
I get it out of control and I ain't talkin' 'bout Missy
End of the day, I guess I get busy
Run circles 'round the game 'til the game get dizzy
Might as well go ahead and hang yourself
Better yet, pull that bang out and bang yourself, motherfucker
Put your guns up (Bang), put your gats up (Bang)
Put your gang up (Bang), throw your flag up (Bang)
Throw your hood up (Bang), put your sets up (Bang)
Push your fingers up (Bang), throw them W's up (Bang)
Like a Crip nigga (Bang), like a Blood nigga (Bang)
GD nigga (Bang), Vice Lord nigga (Bang)
Like a gangbanger (Bang), cocaine slanger (Bang)
.44 Stainless (Bang), I'm a fuckin' banger