Lil Wayne Ft. Gudda Gudda & Juicy J – Gunwalk + Lyrics

Off I Am Not A Human Being II. Lyrics after the jump.

Lil Wayne Ft. Gudda Gudda & Juicy J – Gunwalk Lyrics

[Hook]
I’m strapped up, ni**a f*ck 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, ni**a f*ck 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, ni**a that’s my gun walk
See me walking with a limp, that’s my gun walk
That’s my gun walk, ni**a that’s my gun walk

[Verse 1]
Uh, f*ck that ni**a, ho a-s ni**a
Leave that ni**a with a toe tag ni**a
Barrel so long, you can pole dance, ni**a
Run up in ya house, where the dope at ni**a
Murder she wrote on a notepad ni**a
Light that ni**a up, smoke that ni**a
Stomp that ni**a, roast that ni**a
I walk around with this shotgun
And this b*tch bigger than me ni**a
Don’t open up yo f*ckin’ mouth
Cause I’ll pull the trigger like teeth ni**a
Shoot ’em up, then leave ni**a
I smell summer’s eve ni**a
We shoot first, it’s better
To give than receive ni**a

[Hook]

[Verse 2]
Keep that ho s--t over there
And we don’t shoot in the air
I can’t f*ck with these ni**as
Man these ni**as gummy bears
Hair trigger on the gun
I pull that muthaf*cka hair
It’s like man you can’t trust nobody
I don’t even have a trust fund
Don’t buck, ni**a, don’t stunt, ni**a
Don’t duck, ni**a, cause I duck hunt
b*tch rock with me, that Glock with me
That chopper with me, obviously
I’mma empty this muthaf*cka
That’s fifty shots, approximately
Now f*ck with me, get f*cked 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

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Gudda Gudda]
Walkin’ round this muhfukka 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 ni**as 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 f*ck with the lame ni**as, I got good aim ni**a
Pop a pill, pop you, my nick name is Pain Killer
I’m still that same ni**a, Eastside I rep that
P---y ni**as 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!

[Hook 2x: Juicy J & (Lil Wayne)]
I’m strapped up, ni**a f*ck 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 8x)
(When I c--k back!)

[Outro: Lil Wayne]
See me walking with a limp, that’s my gun walk
That’s my gun walk, ni**a that’s my gun walk
See me walking with a limp, that’s my gun walk
That’s my gun walk, ni**a that’s my gun walk