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Gun Talk Chords

Music by: 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]
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