Представляем точный текст композиции "Guns Up" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста D-Block . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Guns Up» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую D-Block передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
D-Block - "Guns Up"
Lyrics to Guns Up : {Hey Mario!} [Styles P:] Straws lets go nigga Vinny Idol on the track [Straw:] Aiyyo I tell niggaz blow me quick Fuck the best bulletproof my tints, window down when my Ruger spit Yeah you fuckin with a Arliss nigga One in the head, 16 in the cartridge nigga And, you can have a team but regardless nigga You might fuck with erybody else but not this nigga Cause I heat the beef up like Foremans Plus I let the streetsweeper Air niggaz out like Jordans Catch me in the lot with D-Block gorillas For green I tie you up til God cut off your fingers The mausberg handle give em brain contusions Two trey slugs do the brain removin I dont give a fuck about a D, ask P Straw run in your house a quarter past 3 Straw run at the house with all your crack kis Just for the love of my niggaz, you other cats bleed [Chorus: Straw] Guns up, foes down Straw and the Ghost when it goes down, vest and a fo-pound We dont give a fuck about the law when we blast off Get the cash, do the dash with the masks off [Styles P:] So all yall blow my cock No security, the show dont stop Its goin down then the fo gon pop Yeah you fuckin with a cocky nigga Run up your face like them steps on Rocky nigga And you gon need a mask like a hockey nigga Might fuck with erybody else but not me nigga Cause I hold up your paper like thumbtacks And I got knife game like Jigga, retire and come back Catch me comin through with Team Arliss nigga For green I leave blood on the carpet nigga And you cant get it up, with a stain remover The four-four long is the brain remover I dont give a fuck about the law, ask Straw Most rappers is whack and got a glass jaw Load up the gun, I show you what the mask for (Ill show you) D-Block bitch, thats niggaz that blast fours [Chorus] [Straw:] Aiyyo Straw be in your house with his guns drawn The nine milli fire til Im sure that a lung gone Try and do the stealth work, settin the car bomb Detonators target activatin the cell phone Its Arliss, we be in the hood puttin work in daily Meditate with the Ghost til my eyes is hazy Red Jag convertible, black 380 Intentions to murder get the cash and Im Swayze Lost in the virgin Isle, never see a day of trial Do away with the witness, be a man girl or child Aint a soul seperatin Straw from his profits Frustrated when its on Im the one with the rockets I dont give a fuck about a D, ask P Until Im buried in shells, Im where the cash be Probably buried in Ls, the haze and hash weed Need more than forensics, tryin to catch me - its on [Chorus] [gun blast] [ Guns Up Lyrics ]
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