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My Gun Go Off Lyrics

Artist: 50 Cent
Album: Curtis

[Chorus - 50 Cent]
Nigga my gun go off, you see that barrell turnin'
You feel the holes burnin', nigga now you learnin'
Nigga my gun go off, callin' yo' clique aint murder
Nigga Im tryna murk you, when I come back bustin'
Nigga my gun go off, dont try to say Im trippin'
When I get to flippin', when I insert the clip in
Nigga my gun go off, you call that puttin' work in
Leavin niggas hurtin', homicide lurkin'

[Verse 1 - 50 Cent]
Fuck boy, you could see it to believe it
Try and dodge and leave it and end up a paraplegic
Believe me its easy, I hurt you, I murk you, I pop somethin'
Drop somethin', I aint gone stop huntin'
Run run till ya spun, one shot one gun
One nine, one one
A murder scene is murder be, its excellent execution when Im pullin the trigger
No mistake for the cake, Im hittin' you and ya niggas
Feel the flame when I aim, for the top of your brain
See the spark, hear the bang
Nigga shit aint a game
Do the math when I blast bullets go through ya ass
Fast In a leather seats in ya lap nigg
Its not a war when there casulties on one side, I ride
Turn it up on you niggas after Jay ride by
I click clack thats that, I dont flash I mash
I wave the Uzi at em, I make a movie out of 'em

[Chorus - 50 Cent]
Nigga my gun go off, you see that barrell turnin'
You feel the holes burnin', nigga now you learnin'
Nigga my gun go off, callin' yo' clique aint murder
Nigga Im tryna murk you, when I come back bustin'
Nigga my gun go off, dont try to say Im trippin'
When I get to flippin', when I insert the clip in
Nigga my gun go off, you call that puttin' work in
Leavin niggas hurtin', homicide lurkin'

[ Verse 2 - 50 Cent]
You better lose yaself in the moment and use it
Fuck the music, Im'a let it go
You only get one shot for I back out to fire back
At ya hat, ya back, ya asscrack, ya nutsack and Cadillac
if you make it to that, Im hittin' that
70's was smack, 80's crack, 90's grimey
Bolivian macs man clips armoured whips
I ride in em, bad bitches I ride in em
Dont worry, I get em
Gat jam, then unjam, godamn, safe cause the safety dont work
So squeeze the Eagle will churp
End up face down in the dirt, more than hurt
Bring the beef, where ya hang out, bang out
Shots rangout, he just showed you tryna blow ya brains out
Hit ya homies in the legs, bet they'll have the canes out, tomorrow
You know tomorrow is a day away, if you can keep your heartbeat
Than your ass awake

[Chorus - 50 Cent]
Nigga my gun go off, you see that barrell turnin'
You feel the holes burnin', nigga now you learnin'
Nigga my gun go off, callin' yo' clique aint murder
Nigga Im tryna murk you, when I come back bustin'
Nigga my gun go off, dont try to say Im trippin'
When I get to flippin', when I insert the clip in
Nigga my gun go off, you call that puttin' work in
Leavin niggas hurtin', homicide lurkin'

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