Представляем точный текст композиции "The Gun Shop" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Dipset . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «The Gun Shop» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Dipset передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Dipset - "The Gun Shop"
Lyrics to The Gun Shop : (feat. Hell Rell, J.R. Writer, 40 Cal) Yea Yea Turn me up a little bit Turn my music up Yea Yea Uh uh uh uh uh uh Turn me up [Verse 1: Hell Rell] I heard you want to get a nigga shot and you putting up 20 stacks Thats to much money niggas do it for less than that Go to war vest and mac, shooting dice, better stack If I lose so what, I got money, bet it back The rats still snitching and niggas still dying Im still selling and the niggas still buying Yea, the chickens I pluck em and fuck em you love em As soon as you see em you .38 snub them and stuff them I like nice things like a ice ring, magnium we driving is equivalent to my right bling Fuck with the set know the situation it might bring Break your right knee, put your arm in a nice sling Im a Lamborghini Gallardo, you a keya sport If you sueing, I aint settling, see me in court If you want beef, nigga see me in the streets Im on a 7 day cruise see you in a week Uh Ok Writer Dipset Dipset [Verse 2: JR Writer] Listen doggy youre a joke, corny and youre broke Going over board I have somebody throw you off a boat Other than that the mac puff on ordinary smoke Jet thru, neck blue like you lost somebody close No you can never say I lost it, I aint done so, if a nigga ever say I lost it he on coke hoe They cant fuck with it Im to damn nasty A school bus double park, you cant pass me Its the champs, who lay low on land, and range rov, looking for the J.Lo in tramps You know j tho, j hoes, make them a Stan, strokes from your bank roll, change up your stance Soon as a nigga walk up in the place they get ants, cause they know I can make it rain how you cant I make strippers come out of their raincoats and dance Still I give you a shot like I gave you a chance Blah Blah Writer [Verse 3: 40 Cal.] All I gotta say is niggas stop cuffin cuffin you hugging them buzzin your scuzzins You hug them down you rub them in public Youre such a clown you lust them fuck up your budget She run around fucking your uncles and cousin A lovely smile, a junk and some trunk for some luggage Because of cal we discover the suckaz among us You in the lose lose, fucking with the new dude My chain like blues clues, view it like youtube Im in a cool mood, a ru chu wow, Ill shoot you Used to your doo-doo brown, they say Im going coo coo Not coo coo cal, you want peace Ill do it shockasolu style To the east, my brothers, to the east Nigga want peace, my brother, get the piece Fucking with a beast, ducking from the police, Im rapping with warrants cause I hustle in the streets I, jump in the beef one deep, you signed to rat records you judged my the company you keep You dont see how hard I spit cause yall the same lil niggas that borrow my shit I can tell you rappers how to be hardcore kids, constipated you gonna see how hard I spit 40! [ The Gun Shop Lyrics ]
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