Shoot Them Gunz lyrics

[Intro]
DJJT
Ayy man, you know I'm letting off things
Man, we letting off them things, you feel me?
Aye man, we in this motherf*cker, all these suckers
(These beats make me blow my mind)

[Verse 1]
I'm a lay a hand down, break down, way down
See me on the east side, all day, all night
West side, bang out, south side, bang out
North side, bang out, bring them gangs out
n*ggas with the k's out, I'm a bring the day out
I'm a bring the girls out, I'm a bring the world out
I'm in Chicago, I've got a fly ho
You know how I roll, strapped up let it blow

[Chorus]
Shoot them guns b*tch, shoot them guns b*tch
Shoot them guns b*tch, shoot them guns b*tch
Shoot them guns b*tch, shoot them guns b*tch
Shoot them guns b*tch, shoot them guns b*tch
Shoot them guns b*tch, shoot them guns b*tch
Shoot them guns b*tch, shoot them guns b*tch
Shoot them guns b*tch, shoot them guns b*tch
Shoot them guns b*tch, shoot them guns b*tch
[Verse 2]
n*gga I'm strapped up, f*ck that other sh*t
You be on that other sh*t, you gon' get your ass split
n*ggas out here eating sh*t, I got that cane flip
I'm on that other sh*t, you on that other sh*t
I'm on that based sh*t, I'm on that based sh*t
I be blowin' purple, smoking with my b*tches
Real talk, shout out to New York, new reading did it all
Shoot my guns and hit 'em all b*tch

[Bridge]
Yeah you know we shooting them thangs
Hey man, let that motherf*cker bang, pow out
Based God, swag, based God, yes, ah, yes, ah
Bang like a motherf*cker, man we letting off the choppas in this motherf*cker
Yeah mane let off the rounds mane, shoot that Glock in the air mane, you feel me, ah, ah
Based God, yeah main, let that bang off load it up
Let that b*tch bang off in the air
You know we havin' a party tonight, based

[Verse 3]
I stay with that black banger, help me I'm in danger
Might have to squeeze 30
You heard me, real talk I get dirty
Shooting guns, no flirting
No bullets, ass squirting
Drive byes anyways, spraying off like Gatorade
In the place, shut it down, shooting rounds
Letting off what now, all these guns in the streets
Real talk, I got beef
f*ck that, I'll take the joke in style
f*ck that, I'm shootin' the gat b*tch
[Chorus]
Shoot them guns b*tch, shoot them guns b*tch
Shoot them guns b*tch, shoot them guns b*tch
Shoot them guns b*tch, shoot them guns b*tch
Shoot them guns b*tch, shoot them guns b*tch
Shoot them guns b*tch, shoot them guns b*tch
Shoot them guns b*tch, shoot them guns b*tch
Shoot them guns b*tch, shoot them guns b*tch
Shoot them guns b*tch, shoot them guns b*tch