50 Cent, Black Child - Gun Runners lyrics
50 Cent [Curtis James Jackson III]
[50 Cent, Black Child - Gun Runners lyrics]
Aww manwho the fuck is callin'?
I don't even wanna answer this shithello?
Whattup nigga it's Black
Remember me from way back?
We used to go to school together
Man, I got your number from Heather
She said you sell guns
I got beef I wanna see what you got
And if I like it I'll cop
Damm nigga, you hot
You talkin' like you tryin' to
Get a nigga knocked
What time is it? man, it's fuckin' 4 O'clock
I shouldn't sell you shit, but Son
Meet me on the block
I ain't got time to waste man
Where this nigga at?
I'm in the Brown hooptie, there he go
I see 'em pullin' up slow in the BM
I popped my trunk to show
Him what I'm workin' wit'
First I showed him the TEC
I told him Niggas give these shit's respect
But you don't want this, Man
These shit's is known to jam
This is a little smaller here
And a little more common, 9 Millimeter Ruger
16 shots, hollow points will go through ya
And this? this here? this is
A 12 gauge Mossberg kid
Two shots and you can wet like half a block
This shit here gets my dick hard
It's a Calico, it holds a hundred shots
If you can't kill your beef with
This you need to stop
C'mon, pick somethin' now nigga
You know it's hot
Man, stop actin' like that nigga
Just show me what you got
Aight, nigga look, I got Two 380's
One black, one chrome, and 4 Glocks
They all hold 21 shots
Look, I done been through all my shit nigga
So tell me what you want
It's hard to choose man
I think I'll take 'em all
Oh, you gon' do me like that?
I got one more piece to show you
My Derringer
I keep it in the small of my back
It's a two shot, it's chrome
My initials engraved in it (shots ring off)
Look at you now, you had to get it
Your BM? I'm takin' it, shit
You don't need it
Park it where I can watch it at
And see if it got low jack
Then take it to the chop shop to my Man Kojak
He gon' give me more cream so
I can cop mo' gats
Joe and Duke came through
Them niggas copped two TEC's
Said "Don't go by the gamblin' spot
That shit gon' get wet"
I don't even wanna answer this shithello?
Whattup nigga it's Black
Remember me from way back?
We used to go to school together
Man, I got your number from Heather
She said you sell guns
I got beef I wanna see what you got
And if I like it I'll cop
Damm nigga, you hot
You talkin' like you tryin' to
Get a nigga knocked
What time is it? man, it's fuckin' 4 O'clock
I shouldn't sell you shit, but Son
Meet me on the block
I ain't got time to waste man
Where this nigga at?
I'm in the Brown hooptie, there he go
I see 'em pullin' up slow in the BM
I popped my trunk to show
Him what I'm workin' wit'
First I showed him the TEC
I told him Niggas give these shit's respect
But you don't want this, Man
These shit's is known to jam
This is a little smaller here
And a little more common, 9 Millimeter Ruger
16 shots, hollow points will go through ya
And this? this here? this is
A 12 gauge Mossberg kid
Two shots and you can wet like half a block
This shit here gets my dick hard
It's a Calico, it holds a hundred shots
If you can't kill your beef with
This you need to stop
C'mon, pick somethin' now nigga
You know it's hot
Man, stop actin' like that nigga
Just show me what you got
Aight, nigga look, I got Two 380's
One black, one chrome, and 4 Glocks
They all hold 21 shots
Look, I done been through all my shit nigga
So tell me what you want
It's hard to choose man
I think I'll take 'em all
Oh, you gon' do me like that?
I got one more piece to show you
My Derringer
I keep it in the small of my back
It's a two shot, it's chrome
My initials engraved in it (shots ring off)
Look at you now, you had to get it
Your BM? I'm takin' it, shit
You don't need it
Park it where I can watch it at
And see if it got low jack
Then take it to the chop shop to my Man Kojak
He gon' give me more cream so
I can cop mo' gats
Joe and Duke came through
Them niggas copped two TEC's
Said "Don't go by the gamblin' spot
That shit gon' get wet"