Get My Gun

I'm goin' to get get my gun This motherf**ker wants to disrespect me? Em, Em, what the f**k you doing man? I got something for his a*s, calm down, no you calm down Man, what's you're problem? f**k that The motherf**ker wants to pop shit to me? Man He wasn't poppin' shit, you heard him he was poppin' them shit What shit? That shit, you heard him He asked for your autograph A ma*s murderer, pack burners to blast further then you can get My shit be shooting through bricks I mix anything together, I done guillotine a nigger Keep it heated, I pop clips with 17 or better I'll be severin' heads, I'm in everyones nightmare A nigger that can never ever be scared of the FED's And the niggers that'll f**k with you, stab and bra*s knuckle you Then have you in the public, there's nothing that you can do Enough with you're motherf**king tough talk, you're soft Get you're balls blew off, from a sawed-off, fa' raw dawg? Crazier then all y'all , what you like the navy when I'm angry You'll never catch me hangin' in a NOC's car All I have is thought of, breathing evil Desert Eagle's will eat through people When I see you I'ma heat you're beef slow f**k being peaceful, the piece in the vehicle and (I'm goin' to get get my gun) This motherf**ker's poppin' that shit Nah f**k that I'll be right back (I'm goin' to get get my gun) Nah motherf**ker, f**k you You ain't disrespectin' me like that (I'm goin' to get get my gun) Walk to the room, sixteen shot clip Bitch how you like that? (I'm goin' to get get my gun) Bet you ain't know that I'm strapped Nice one, bitch this is my gat (I'm goin' to get get my gun) I bring it to niggers lookin' as if they want trouble I send they body flippin' around like a stunt double Forget about the fightin', scrappin', squabing, buckin' I'll squeeze the piece you jumpin', dodgin', duckin' Squatin' under trucks and screamin' "That niggers bluffin' " I cuff my nuts while cussin' "Don't trust him" I'm round up Runyan, Dave, Wood and Nico My nigger Big I Jamal lettin' the heat blow Heat sleep hoes got it in, you're neepo 'Cause you keep shooting at me and missing like Shaq's free-throws You gotta hit a little closer if you wanna try Pistol whip a soldier, with a missle on his shoulders You can fold or blow ya' brick house into some tiny boulders A grimey older cab will leave you with a tiny odor I'm doggish, you feelin' frogish, you leap bitch My car is right across the street bitch and (I'm goin' to get get my gun) My whole outfit count clips, get you're house lit the f**k up You're spouse shit, and you're mouse clip Betta' watch miscountless slugs I'ma send Watch you holla when them hollow tips dug threw you're skin I'm in love with the sin, tell Bugz I'ma see him When I cock back, right to put your blood on you're friends Make a run, got a hint, bust a slug on his chin Ain't going no were like the drugs outta Kim I'm a psycho icon, the mightful might bomb Get a eye full of lead when I slight you're lights out With a street cleaner, wipe you're life out Bullets flow at you're ears, like a Tyson fight bout f**k the night clout, guns, clips (I'm goin' to get my ) f**k that, run bitch Hit the street talks, chumps don't know me Ain't no profit to be home crowd homie Dumba*s motherf**kers, always gotta come to me With some dumb shit f**kin' I done told this motherf**ker Wa*sup bitch? Autograph this, oh shit (I'm goin' to get my gun) I'm trying to pull the trigger but it's stuck, f**k My shit is all jammed up, up C'mon you cock s*cking, good for nothing Mother-f**king piece of shit, shoot, ah Yeah, wattup bitch? Say that shit again Shot the bullet missed, hit a brick Bounced of it ricocheted back in his shin Went through his bitch on the way back hit his friend Payback homie, don't play that shit is spin To be on I told you to leave this shit alone or (I'm goin' to get my gun) And it's a shame I'm to drunk to even aim Denaun stepped in the way and I shot him in his leg It's like bang, bang, bang nigger pop, pop, pop Everybody bustin' rounds like they ra, ra, ra But when you see me in the street, I be like Wa*sup now? They bodyguard be steppin' in trying to calm shit down (Chill out man, chill out) f**k that I got a bone to pick, you said it Then we said that wrestle like some grown man shit Then we, then we could talk about our problems, couldn't we? Just shoot a fair one and handled this situation seriously I guess not, you wanna resort to the heater So I gotta grab my Mac and my Uzi and my Nina Step between us and get shot but get separated with the squeeze You ain't ready for war, Runyan ain't nothing to play with This motherf**ker's poppin' that shit Nah f**k that I'll be right back (I'm goin' to get get my gun) Nah motherf**ker, f**k you You ain't disrespectin' me like that (I'm goin' to get get my gun) Walk to the room, sixteen shot clip Bitch how you like that? (I'm goin' to get get my gun) Bet you ain't know that I'm strapped Nice one, bitch this is my gat (I'm goin' to get get my gun) Walk to Rite-Aid for a can of spaghetti It's been one hour and bitch my photo's ain't ready Picture's of my dog and my family reunion It's been two hours and my f**kin' days ruined Hey, Kate, do you wanna get raped? Have my pictures on f**king Phillips 38 That's why I don't be f**king battle rapping 'Cause every time I lose, this is what the f**k happens Back to these pictures I was trying to get developed This man tried to get in front of me, I wouldn't let him I'm ready to blow this bitches brains out I'm nervous, I farted, some shit came out Times up, shot her with a gun Got on my cell phone and called Rev. Run And all this crazy shit I, regret it All 'cause I wanted to see Elton John naked