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    50 Cent / Lyrics

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    "Gun Runner Skit" Lyrics

    50 Cent

    [Phone ringing]
    Aww man...who the fuck is callin'?..
    I don't even wanna answer this shit...Hello?

    [Man on phone]
    Whattup nigga it's Black
    remember me from way back?
    we used to go to school together
    man, I got your number from Heather
    she said you sell guns, I got beef I wanna see what you got
    and if I like it I'll cop

    Damm nigga, you hot
    you talkin' like you tryin' to get a nigga knocked
    what time is it? man, it's fuckin' 4 O'clock
    I shouldn't sell you shit, but Son, meet me on the block
    I ain't got time to waste man, where this nigga at?
    I'm in the Brown hooptie, there he go, I see 'em
    pullin' up slow in the BM
    I popped my trunk to show him what I'm workin' wit',
    first I showed him the Teck
    I told him Niggas give these shits respect
    but you don't want this, Man
    these shits is known to jam
    this is a little smaller here,
    and a little more common, 9 Millimeter Ruger
    16 shots, hollow points will go through ya
    and this? this here? this is a 12 gauge Mossburg kid,

    two shots and you can wet like half a block
    this shit here gets my dick hard,
    it's a Calicko, it holds a Hundred shots
    if you can't kill your beef with this you need to stop
    c'mon, pick somethin' now nigga, you know it's hot

    [Other Man]
    Man, stop actin' like that nigga, just show me what you got

    aight, nigga look, I got Two 380's,
    one black, one chrome, and 4 glocks
    they all hold 21 shots
    look, I done been through all my shit nigga,
    so tell me what you want

    [Other Man]
    (Click clack)

    It's hard to choose man, I think I'll take 'em all

    Oh, you gon' do me like that?
    I got one more piece to show you, my Deringer,
    I keep it in the small of my back
    it's a two shot, it's chrome, my initials engraved in it

    [shots ring off]
    look at you now, you had to get it
    your BM? I'm takin' it, shit, you don't need it
    park it where I can watch it at and see if it got low jack
    then take it to the chop shop to my Man Kojak
    he gon' give me more cream so I can cop mo' gats
    Joe and Duke came through, them niggas copped two Tecks
    said "Don't go by the gamblin' spot, that shit gon' get wet".
    This song was submitted on October 25th, 2014 and last modified on November 28th, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Royalty Network Music Publishing Ltd..
    Written by Quran Goodman.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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