Big Gun Vs Lil Gun lyrics

[Verse 1: Sean Price]
All praises due, respect that
Scared clap Sean shady too, P!
Shake suckers that be shaking they sauce shaker
Not conducive to big words spoken by Walt Fraizer
I'm major but I'm minor to Ebro
Talking all the time
What the f*ck do he know (f*ck he know, son?)
Rosenberg played me at late night
I'm too old to be up late to listen to late night
Ten percent bloodsucker of the poor
I untucked, gun buck, sucker on the floor, P!
I don't like boy rappers
All Marked For Death like the white boy Hatcher
Sold white boy rappers, a good money dummy
I don't like toy rappers, Sean is the sh*t
The sh*t Sean spit is legit, legitimate bars
Pal, you an ignorant b*tch
I'm no vegan, f*ck soy milk
Your boy keep when I see them, P!

[Chorus: Lil Fame]
Stop shooting that lil' sh*t
Nail in the coffin, that's what a n*gga get
Big gun vs lil gun (n*gga!)
Big gun vs lil gun (n*gga!)
So stop shooting that lil sh*t
You need to stop lying to them little kids (n*gga)
Big gun vs lil gun (n*gga!)
Big gun vs lil gun (n*gga!)
[Verse 2: Lil Fame]
We don't do back chat
Get your hat clapped
Talking that gangster sh*t on your snapchat
Wig split it
Hit that village with that clack clack
When n*ggas got to hitting, you ain't clap back
Motherf*ckers observe my talent
Some n*ggas be like, "Fizzy, I heard y'all violent"
Don't say nothing while I serve y'all cowards
b*tch! Cover your eyes and do the Bird Box challenge
Y'all n*ggas know fame (off the rip)
I stay inside of my own lane
Ride my own wave (off the hip)
I throw my slugs
Stop acting like your skin is too thick for four/five slugs
Picture some f*ckboi tryna hold mines up
I do this for MO-P's
I throw more mines up
You tryna watch somebody else's fate
Listen
Don't let your food get cold tryna watch somebody else's plate

[Chorus]
Stop shooting that lil' sh*t
Nail in the coffin, that's what a n*gga get
Big gun vs lil gun (n*gga!)
Big gun vs lil gun (n*gga!)
So stop shooting that lil sh*t
You need to stop lying to them little kids (n*gga)
Big gun vs lil gun (n*gga!)
Big gun vs lil gun (n*gga!)
[Verse 3: Billy Danze]
Oh, it's a pop up shop for OG's only
Maximum respect, you ain't got it, homie
(Brownsville)
Official, hill top credentials
Magnum on me, f*ck around and get splattered, homie
You don't know me
I studied mathematics, leave your baby mama lonely
I specialise in subtraction
You got too many flaws to be the boss
Your shine, damn n*gga, you semi-gloss, get lost
Dance the peoples champ, no defeats
40 and 0, I let it go till it's on E!
You want a battle rap? I'll battle ya
n*gga, I flipped it with hench men and lynch men of your calibre
Rock sh*t, Metallica
I beat a n*gga out his skinny jeans
Everything is what it seem
I'm nice covered in the blood of Sean Price
M.O (P, p, p)

[Chorus]
Stop shooting that lil' sh*t
Nail in the coffin, that's what a n*gga get
Big gun vs lil gun (n*gga!)
Big gun vs lil gun (n*gga!)
So stop shooting that lil sh*t
You need to stop lying to them little kids (n*gga)
Big gun vs lil gun (n*gga!)
Big gun vs lil gun