Capone-N-Noreaga - Gunz in da Air lyrics
[Capone-N-Noreaga - Gunz in da Air lyrics]
Down Leezy does a 22 second intro
Yo, yo, yo, yo i told them cats
Niggas better cop some mac's
Now they stuck with them handguns
I thug it out with TB, and Johnny Handsome
I hand none niggas no credit
You see I'm iller than most
I'm kinda illy with the hands
But I'm iller with toast
My guns go pow, so how you like me now?
Been in your hood, niggas ain't that gangsta
Yeah y'all overrated
So we gonna do it or not?
Or we can go to Iraq on MU block
I have my pitbulls tear you up
I have my lil' homies in
The hood, come and just, scare you up
You don't - be in the hood
You a weak-ass clown
And when you come through
You have your niggas holdin you down
And when - I hold heat I
Just hold it for delf why ask a - nigga to
Shoot when I'ma buck myself?
I keep my gun by my dick
So I can touch myself
It go guns in the air, guns in the air
Us Thugged Out niggas keep our
Guns in the air
Guns in the air, guns in the air
Us MU niggas keep our guns in the air, what?
Aiyyo guns in the air, guns in the air
Us grimy-ass niggas keep our guns in the air
What?
Yo, I keep chapped lips
I smoke Persian blunts
I used to shop in Albee Square
But now I shop in Queens
I tell my niggas I'll be here
On MU block yo cause I don't care
With my nigga Mike blow
'dro through the sunroof
Jeckyll'n'Hyde and purple haze
And I still be in Brooklyn
And party with Maze i got a ghetto pass
Yo and still I let the metal blast
Click click click, niggas is assed
We Thugged Out
Them niggas that'll steal your stash
If you a bitch
Yo we niggas that'll slap your ass
Whattup cliqua? We can be lah, M-A
And stab these niggas up, no problem-a
And leave 'em leaked out
Stab him in his ass have a cheek out
Have 'em trapped in the room, can't sneak out
With a sign on the door, that say keep out
Yo i made a song about "Hed"
And now bitches love me
They knowin they can give me head
But they can't fuck me
I ran trains for Nino, even my old CO
I even ran trains with my A&R Gino
Sometimes, I drink Smirnoff without no juice
And I'ma ride for my niggas, Baby D and Dukes
Thugged Out and MU
We just tripled our troops
We added more niggas
And gave 'em gats and boots
And for the niggas that bend
Down get minks and goose
See me, I'm not greedy, not at all
Hit me at the office, yo 2-1-2, 5-6-3
8-4-8-4 so why y'all niggas gon' wait for
Runnin out of state for?
Money faulty, why you wanna cop an eight for?
Been through, too much drama and too much war
Hurryin, for so long, now it's time to score
It go
Minor variations
Gangsta we just thugs we
Just hustlers mU what?
We just gangstaz we just thugs
We just hustlers mU what? Has been nigga
Unknown voice from intro does outro
Yo, yo, yo, yo i told them cats
Niggas better cop some mac's
Now they stuck with them handguns
I thug it out with TB, and Johnny Handsome
I hand none niggas no credit
You see I'm iller than most
I'm kinda illy with the hands
But I'm iller with toast
My guns go pow, so how you like me now?
Been in your hood, niggas ain't that gangsta
Yeah y'all overrated
So we gonna do it or not?
Or we can go to Iraq on MU block
I have my pitbulls tear you up
I have my lil' homies in
The hood, come and just, scare you up
You don't - be in the hood
You a weak-ass clown
And when you come through
You have your niggas holdin you down
And when - I hold heat I
Just hold it for delf why ask a - nigga to
Shoot when I'ma buck myself?
I keep my gun by my dick
So I can touch myself
It go guns in the air, guns in the air
Us Thugged Out niggas keep our
Guns in the air
Guns in the air, guns in the air
Us MU niggas keep our guns in the air, what?
Aiyyo guns in the air, guns in the air
Us grimy-ass niggas keep our guns in the air
What?
Yo, I keep chapped lips
I smoke Persian blunts
I used to shop in Albee Square
But now I shop in Queens
I tell my niggas I'll be here
On MU block yo cause I don't care
With my nigga Mike blow
'dro through the sunroof
Jeckyll'n'Hyde and purple haze
And I still be in Brooklyn
And party with Maze i got a ghetto pass
Yo and still I let the metal blast
Click click click, niggas is assed
We Thugged Out
Them niggas that'll steal your stash
If you a bitch
Yo we niggas that'll slap your ass
Whattup cliqua? We can be lah, M-A
And stab these niggas up, no problem-a
And leave 'em leaked out
Stab him in his ass have a cheek out
Have 'em trapped in the room, can't sneak out
With a sign on the door, that say keep out
Yo i made a song about "Hed"
And now bitches love me
They knowin they can give me head
But they can't fuck me
I ran trains for Nino, even my old CO
I even ran trains with my A&R Gino
Sometimes, I drink Smirnoff without no juice
And I'ma ride for my niggas, Baby D and Dukes
Thugged Out and MU
We just tripled our troops
We added more niggas
And gave 'em gats and boots
And for the niggas that bend
Down get minks and goose
See me, I'm not greedy, not at all
Hit me at the office, yo 2-1-2, 5-6-3
8-4-8-4 so why y'all niggas gon' wait for
Runnin out of state for?
Money faulty, why you wanna cop an eight for?
Been through, too much drama and too much war
Hurryin, for so long, now it's time to score
It go
Minor variations
Gangsta we just thugs we
Just hustlers mU what?
We just gangstaz we just thugs
We just hustlers mU what? Has been nigga
Unknown voice from intro does outro