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Gun Talk chords and lyrics - WILLIE D
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[Intro 1] [G] [F#m] [Verse 1] [G]19 [D]motherfuckin' 99,[G] Willie D, Retreat'll get hit I'm [F#m]loved by a few, hated by many But guess what, I don't give a shit Bucket in the bucket, [D]I'm rea[G]dy for the drama [Gm]Finna hit [G]this motherfucker up like Texas [D]in the [G]summer Drama com[F#m]in' like a cold blue Got your body shakin' like jelly Leave these smelly, but really wounds to the belly My [D]adversaries won't be [G]dead, my survival's crucial I see plans to end your mother[F#m]fuckin' future If you're neutral, stay the hell away from me, bitch This, ride niggas, ain't never throwin' a piece, shit [G]Your [D]mom[G] did her best, but I guess her best wasn't [F#m]good enough Cuz I stopped knockin' bitches out when my nuts got bigger Bought me a gun and shot my first nigga, trigger Happy [G]law, fuck my cock, fuckin' balls I have the parameters, [D]cuttin' off your [F#m]fuckin' [G]walls [F#m]They put my motherfuckin' homie in the slam of black For a straight shooter and a gram of crack Damn [G]these track[D]s make me [G]wanna eat it up and shit it I [Gm]fuck [F#m]names when I hear the [Gm]clock I'm [G]havin' [F#m]dreams of blooded pictures My adversary makin' wishes But I ain't sparin' them bitches I let my gun [D]talk, [G]let it talk, nigga Let it, let [D]it, [G]let [D]it, [G]let it I [F#m]let my gun talk, let it talk, nigga Let it, let it, let it, let it I let my gun [D]flame, [G]let it talk to you Shut your [Gm]mother[D]fuckin' mouth and put your hands [G]to the roof [F#m]I promise I won't shoot, give me all the loot Act cute, and I got a shot for all of you [C#]Pull [F#m]up my gun, same gun[D], [G]same talk to you [Gm]Shut your motherfuckin' mouth and put your [G]hands to the roof I prom[F#m]ise I won't shoot, give me all the loot Act cute, and I got a shot for all of you I'm at the end of [D]my rope, I can't pretend I [G]see hope The sentence of king [D]and queen, we can't even [G]escape [F#m]Yo, no need for escape, yo, we our own worst enemy Constantly fuckin' ourselves with no remedy Let [D]me tell [G]it, we ain't ready [Gm]for war We ain't ready for what [D]they got in store From [G]all [D]shores, [F#m]ghetto boys and outlaws Frontline soldiers, in the midst of battle Jumpin' on them war time rotors Ain't no [G]stick [D]when the [G]flame spit, aim to hit Y 'all can't take shit, we came to trip Blame [F#m]your bitch for suckin' on my homeboy's dick Said she got it from you, huh? For ridin' on my clique, that's what [G]you get [D]Never wri[G]te a check with your mouth, that's your ass Can't [D]cash, I'll blast [G]your as[D]s An[F#m]d I ain't got a flasher, nigga Willie D and [C#]Pop, [F#m]y 'all, fuck around, smoke your asses, nigga We [D]got this mother[G]fucker head [Gm]on lo[G]ck Until we [D]see results, I don't care, we [G]won't [F#m]stop Hot shots, retarded, we ain't martyrs, we riders Holla if ya heads, man, I love it, when they fast Oh yes, [D]them nig[Gm]gas with them triggers to speak [D]on it Six [Gm]-figure [G]killer[D]s, whatever you own, [G]we want it [F#m]Willie D want it, and sucker, I do too Now what the fuck is you gonna do When pistols still talking to Jews? [G]Speaking dop[D]e, don[G]'t think of coke, think of me [D]While [G]you in [D]jeans, an ode to the [G]BLE [F#m]Eat up T's like BLT's Nigga please, you a water gun soldier In blue fatigues, shoot [G]the freeze [D]Ete[G]rnally you journey with me, losing DT's Right in the corner of New Street You [F#m]choose to feed, I choose to win You lose again, thought it ain't my friend I knew it was meant to What would my gun [D]say [G]if I could talk to you? Shut your motherfuckin' mouth and put your [D]hands [G]to the roof [F#m]I promise I won't shoot, give me all the loot Act cute, and I got a shot for all of you What would my [G]gun [D]say [G]if I could talk to you? Shut your motherfuckin' mouth and put your hands [Gm]to the roof [G]I promi[F#m]se I won't shoot, give me all the loot, act cute, and I got a shot for all of you, I'm warn[G]in' you My [D]own [G]Glock, pistol whipped a nigga in the head, cause he said, I wouldn't buy the M4 Red My [F#m]Tip -9 jammin' stutter when he get out of hold, so I filed out a pen, made a fully auto Kept talk[G]in' [D]shit, [G]seein' haters come out and play, tellin' me he home sick, wanna go back to the bay So we can [F#m]ride around the hood, and get in Mrs. Glock, she was spittin' Black Cat as a Jew when we was on the block My two hom[G]ies, [D]Smith and [G]Wesson, wanna fuck me to rocks Say they gon' rape that bitch if she don't let her vote talks My [F#m]booty changes on clips for me Got my motherfuckin' mind playin' tricks on me It's sick, homie, speakin' a [G]worldwide [D]language [G]Gun talk, everybody listen Kissin' and rubbin' my pistol like a pretty bitch We goin' [F#m]on a mission, killin' niggas that's talkin' shit And no, we ain't missin', we aimin' straight And dippin' Barcel[G]lini [D]slash [G]killer slash real nigga Fuck Tommy Hilfiger, my Tommy Hill niggas Got [F#m]me smokin' on green leaves, thuggin' into the red run No enemies mobbin' into my death zone What my gun [D]say if [G]I could talk to you? [Gm]Shut[G] your moth[Gm]erfuckin' mouth and put your hands to the roof I prom[F#m]ise I won't shoot, give me all the loot Act cute, and I got a shot for all of you What would my [G]gun [D]say [G]if I could talk to you? Shut your [Gm]motherfuckin' mouth and put your hands to the roof [F#m]I promise I won't shoot, give me all the loot Act cute, and I got a shot for all of you What would my [G]gun [D]say if I could talk [G]to you? [D]Shut your [Gm]mother[D]fuckin' mouth and [F#m]put your hands to the roof [F#m]I promise I won't shoot, give me all the [F#m]loot, [C#]act [F#m]cute, and I got a shot for a[F#m]ll of you Move up my [G]gun[D]'s aim, [G]gotta f***ing talk to you Shut your [Gm]motherf***ing mouth and put your hands to the roof [F#m]I promise I won't shoot, give me all the loot, act cute, and I got a [D]shot for all of you I'm warning [G]you [G]I'm warning you I'm warning [F#m]you I'm warning you I'm warning you That's what I'm saying. [D]Jus[G]t dig in. If they start squawking, I'll take care of it. [C]You know what I'm say[F#m]ing? [Outro 1] [C#][F#m][C]
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