Gun Music Lyrics

Gun Music lyrics

[Talib Kweli]
Now, If I'm out of town my crew take of your bodies the more
the merrier
Point and spray the area
Niggas is quick to bury you
Punk
niggas feel inferior
Guns make us superior
Cats start acting
scarier
Situations get hairier, yo
You know who killing it, niggas saying
they militant
The only blood in the street is when the government spilling
it
You could have a hand gun or a cannon
And you still (?)
without the
knowledge and wisdom and understanding of
a 22 derringer
a 38 long
a 44
desert eagle
a Glock Nine
time to protect the fam I'm a cock mine
I
make the streets run red like a stop sign stop lieing

[Hook]
Co Coi
Coi Clak Clak Clak Clak Clak
Gun man music never take shot back (oh!)
Co
Coi Coi Clak Clak Clak Clak Clak (Come On)
Ghetto Red Hot 'round the world
you hear that (oh oh oh come on)
Co Coi Coi Clack Clak Clak Clak Clak
Gun
man youth never take shot back (Yes!)(Brooklyn)
Co Coi Coi Clak Clak Clak
Clak Clak
Ghetto red hot 'round the world you hear that
In Jamaica
(Kingston), In Brooklyn (Flatbush), In Ethiopia (Yep)
We Go There and Back
(Come On)
To all my real live soldier cats where you at
Dogs don't hold
them back
those the cats that go to strapped to blow a back

[Talib
Kweli]
You could be whoever, a black panther or lap dancer
when respect
is the question folks coming with the gat answer
Shoot at your feet like
spider, you a tap dancer
What am I amusing to you?
You better have that
answer
Toys for guns, I got guns for toys
Silencers bring the heat
without bringing the noise
Bringing the funk of dead bodies, go ahead bring
in your boys
You'll see the soul of black folk like W.E.B
DuBois
Israelies got tanks and Palestinians got rocks
Inmates got shanks
and dirty cops they got glocks
We got tribes in Africa that listen to
Pac
fighting with brothers who pump Biggie like they live on the
block

[Hook]

[Cocoa Brovaz]
These are the tools of the
trade
that we use to get paid
When we cruise on escapades
and
escalades with guns to blaze
we been this ways since the younger
days
Safe from the hunger pains
Pop Bang when the trouble
came
Pioneers of gun slang
Supply you with them things
a little
something, something
set fire to the game
my system be thumping
Co Coi
Coi! the sounds of guns busting
Co Coi Coi! your heart just start
pumping

[Talib Kweli]
From a 22 derringer
a 38 long
a 44 desert
eagle
Time to protect the fam I 'ma cock mine
I make the streets run red
like a stop sign stop lying

Gun Music y'all