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LIL WAYNE lyrics : "Gunwalk ft. Gudda Gudda"

I'm strapped up, ^!$$% $#&@ a gun law
See me walking with a limp, that's my gun walk
I don't do no arguin', I let the gun talk

I'm strapped up, ^!$$% $#&@ a gun law
See me walking with a limp, that's my gun walk
I don't do no arguin', I let the gun talk

And it's no talkin' back when my gun talk
See me walking with a limp, that's my gun walk
That's my gun walk, ^!$$% that's my gun walk

See me walking with a limp, that's my gun walk
That's my gun walk, ^!$$% that's my gun walk


Uh, $#&@ that ^!$$%, ho $$# ^!$$%
Leave that ^!$$% with a toe tag ^!$$%
Barrel so long, you can pole dance, ^!$$%

Run up in ya house, where the dope at ^!$$%
Murder she wrote on a notepad ^!$$%
Light that ^!$$% up, smoke that ^!$$%

Stomp that ^!$$%, roast that ^!$$%
I walk around with this shotgun
And this (*##$ bigger than me ^!$$%

Don't open up yo $#&@in' mouth
Cause I'll pull the trigger like teeth ^!$$%
Shoot 'em up, then leave ^!$$%

I smell summer's eve ^!$$%
We shoot first, it's better
To give than receive ^!$$%


Chorus:


Keep that ho %#@! over there
And we don't shoot in the air
I can't $#&@ with these ^!$$%s

Man these ^!$$%s gummy bears
Hair trigger on the gun
I pull that mutha$#&@a hair

It's like man you can't trust nobody
I don't even have a trust fund
Don't buck, ^!$$%, don't stunt, ^!$$%

Don't duck, ^!$$%, cause I duck hunt
(*##$ rock with me, that Glock with me
That chopper with me, obviously

I'mma empty this mutha$#&@a
That's fifty shots, approximately
Now $#&@ with me, get $#&@ed over

Emergency room: rushed over
Hollow tips, in the clip
My gun loaded: yours sober

I pull yo card like a lawn mower
Fall back or I'm goin' forward
I see you got yo gun drawn

I send you back to the drawin' board

Chorus:


Walkin' round this muh!@*@ka limpin'
Cuz the nose on the pistol 'bout as long as Scotty Pippen's

On the molly and I'm twisted, throw ya body with the fishes
Double back around that corner and I'm bodying the witness
Uh, Real ^!$$%s don't talk much, do drive by's and walk ups

Lame rappers that talk much get a broke jaw, star struck
I don't $#&@ with the lame ^!$$%s, I got good aim ^!$$%
Pop a pill, pop you, my nick name is Pain Killer

I'm still that same ^!$$%, Eastside I rep that
#~!!@ ^!$$%s better get right or where I see you, you get left at
Use the rifle as my crutch, that's my gun walk

Or we can hold a conversation, let the guns talk
Gudda!


Chorus:

I'm strapped up, ^!$$% $#&@ a gun law

See me walking with a limp, that's my gun walk
I don't do no arguin', I let the gun talk
And its no talkin' back when it go off

You speechless
When I @@#! back!

I'm strapped up, ^!$$% $#&@ a gun law
See me walking with a limp, that's my gun walk

I don't do no arguin', I let the gun talk
And its no talkin' back when it go off
You speechless



See me walking with a limp, that's my gun walk
That's my gun walk, ^!$$% that's my gun walk
See me walking with a limp, that's my gun walk
That's my gun walk, ^!$$% that's my gun walk

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