My Gun lyrics

[Chorus: 03 Greedo]
My gun
Hold a drummy
If I don't shoot, then my shooter shoot
You know what we gon' do to you
My gun
Hold a drummy
If I don't shoot, I bet my shooter shoot
You know what I'm gon' do to you
Do do do do
Do do do do
Chopper hit like, chopper hit like

[Verse 1: 03 Greedo]
Chopper hitting, ain't no [?]
Chopper hitting like these ratchet ass b*tches [?]
[?] chicken
You can never be [?] if you never really hit sh*t
I got [?] gotta kill
They got that [?] remember how it feel
You ever went [?] ain't pop a pill
Young n*gga, foreign b*tch, I think I'm Bobby Hill
You ain't [?]
Ain't did what I did
Coming with a whole lotta choppers outside
You ain't live how I live
[Chorus: 03 Greedo]
My gun
Hold a drummy
If I don't shoot, then my shooter shoot
You know what we gon' do to you
My gun
Hold a drummy
If I don't shoot, I bet my shooter shoot
You know what I'm gon' do to you
Do do do do
Do do do do
Chopper hit like, chopper hit like

[Verse 2: Peezy]
My Glock like my side b*tch
We in a low key relationship
I keep her with me when I'm out in traffic
I'm sneaking round, I ain't really posed to have it
Been in A.R.P, and I still got the chop
My FN jealous, I ain't took her out the box
I got sticks that I ain't ever shot
I'd rather get caught with it, then get caught without
Gotta keep it around, like I was tought
Even though a n*gga doing some time if I get caught
Yeah
I gotta keep it around, like I was tought
Even though a n*gga might go down if I get caught
Yeah
[Chorus: 03 Greedo]
My gun
Hold a drummy
If I don't shoot, then my shooter shoot
You know what we gon' do to you
My gun
Hold a drummy
If I don't shoot, I bet my shooter shoot
You know what I'm gon' do to you
Do do do do
Do do do do
Chopper hit like, chopper hit like

[Verse 3: Louie Ray]
My money come in handy
Racks on me, gotta rubberband fancy
No shorts, n*gga, what you tryna hand me?
Get to blowing in the party, cause a stampeed
I'm full of energy, feel like I'm eighteen
Put a kit up on my car, that cost me eight G's
OK we heavy on the dope, but we ain't fiends
I guess that's why our cups dirty, like we can't clean
They've been dropping back to back, [?]
I'm overloaded with the Cubans, no, they can't breathe
Additude, 'cause he broke, got his face mean
Put me out here in the blue, I can make green
No matter what you do, get ahead though
I know you tried to hit me up, phone dead though
I'm going off purple, guts red though
n*gga, I'ma do it twice, 'cause I said so
[Chorus: 03 Greedo]
My gun
Hold a drummy
If I don't shoot, then my shooter shoot
You know what we gon' do to you
My gun
Hold a drummy
If I don't shoot, I bet my shooter shoot
You know what I'm gon' do to you
Do do do do
Do do do do
Chopper hit like, chopper hit like