We Got Dem Gunz by Katie Tropp Lyrics
[Katie Tropp: Hook]
If you wanna step to me know that I'm packing
And I don't miss a thing if I'm shootin’ at ya
Because I'm always puttin’ in that time and practice
Katie Tropp and big homie Lecxs we hold it down for Blaqman!
We got dem gunz pointed at ya!
We got dem gunz pointed at ya!
We got dem gunz pointed at ya!
We got dem gunz pointed at ya!
[Katie Tropp: Verse 1]
My Ruger SR-9 is my best friend
I always shoot to kill because I don't want no witnesses
17 rounds is what my clip holds
You know they hollow point so they rip holes
I'm cold as ice when I got my steel
And I got aim so guard your grill
Always alert so I shoot at will
So if you fucks with me than that's the deal
You know I love it when your brains splatter
All over my wall then you hear my laughter
And after I'm done I'll load my strap up
Because I always stay prepared for a battle
Got that killer instinct, strong soldier inside
The only problem is I have lost my fuckin mind
So when you combine everything will collide
And create a monster who will always cross the line!
[Katie Tropp: Hook]
If you wanna step to me know that I'm packing
And I don't miss a thing if I'm shootin’ at ya
Because I'm always puttin’ in that time and practice
Katie Tropp and big homie Lecxs we hold it down for Blaqman!
We got dem gunz pointed at ya!
We got dem gunz pointed at ya!
We got dem gunz pointed at ya!
We got dem gunz pointed at ya!
[Lecxs: Verse 2]
Got the strength of 200 Zenon Nehalephms
I'm on the war path so only God can save'm
Penetration with lead is what I gave'em
Come on Katie, let's chest cave'em
Like summer time, smoke billows out my nose
So I rip through ya rib cage an expose ya soul
This is battle son, so anything goes
Got this rage caged up 45 ready to blow
Can't turn a blind eye, cause I can see
And I know who rides and who wants it wit me
Piss off or pissed on is what it’ll be
When rubber meets road, I'm killin the streets
Don't fuck wit little holes, causes to much drama
Then have to hunt ya down just like Osama
Bin Laden, catch ya then erase my problem
It's Blaqman baby don't make me o bam ya
[Katie Tropp: Hook]
If you wanna step to me know that I'm packing
And I don't miss a thing if I'm shootin’ at ya
Because I'm always puttin’ in that time and practice
Katie Tropp and big homie Lecxs we hold it down for Blaqman!
We got dem gunz pointed at ya!
We got dem gunz pointed at ya!
We got dem gunz pointed at ya!
We got dem gunz pointed at ya!
[Katie Tropp: Verse 3]
Whether a gun or a knife or my bare hands
I'm always ready to fight if you cross my path
If you in my sight I'm gonna shoot your ass
My aim is always right so you better move fast
The way I look is meant to deceive you
Blonde hair, blue eyes, that you just stare into
I got you hypnotized now I just beat you
You thought you had my mind but I will defeat you
Lecxs, Katie, Govinachi, Mr. Maya
We are the crew and we reppin’ Blaqman
You know fam always got eachothers backs
If you mess with one we'll make our guns go BLAM!
Ride or die it's how we do
Mess around we bury you
Locked and loaded ready to shoot
In the streets and in the booth
All we do is speak the truth
If you want it we got proof
Your head is gonna hit the roof
When I pull my tool and you go poof!
And then you go poof!
And then you go poof!
If you wanna step to me know that I'm packing
And I don't miss a thing if I'm shootin’ at ya
Because I'm always puttin’ in that time and practice
Katie Tropp and big homie Lecxs we hold it down for Blaqman!
We got dem gunz pointed at ya!
We got dem gunz pointed at ya!
We got dem gunz pointed at ya!
We got dem gunz pointed at ya!
[Katie Tropp: Verse 1]
My Ruger SR-9 is my best friend
I always shoot to kill because I don't want no witnesses
17 rounds is what my clip holds
You know they hollow point so they rip holes
I'm cold as ice when I got my steel
And I got aim so guard your grill
Always alert so I shoot at will
So if you fucks with me than that's the deal
You know I love it when your brains splatter
All over my wall then you hear my laughter
And after I'm done I'll load my strap up
Because I always stay prepared for a battle
Got that killer instinct, strong soldier inside
The only problem is I have lost my fuckin mind
So when you combine everything will collide
And create a monster who will always cross the line!
[Katie Tropp: Hook]
If you wanna step to me know that I'm packing
And I don't miss a thing if I'm shootin’ at ya
Because I'm always puttin’ in that time and practice
Katie Tropp and big homie Lecxs we hold it down for Blaqman!
We got dem gunz pointed at ya!
We got dem gunz pointed at ya!
We got dem gunz pointed at ya!
We got dem gunz pointed at ya!
[Lecxs: Verse 2]
Got the strength of 200 Zenon Nehalephms
I'm on the war path so only God can save'm
Penetration with lead is what I gave'em
Come on Katie, let's chest cave'em
Like summer time, smoke billows out my nose
So I rip through ya rib cage an expose ya soul
This is battle son, so anything goes
Got this rage caged up 45 ready to blow
Can't turn a blind eye, cause I can see
And I know who rides and who wants it wit me
Piss off or pissed on is what it’ll be
When rubber meets road, I'm killin the streets
Don't fuck wit little holes, causes to much drama
Then have to hunt ya down just like Osama
Bin Laden, catch ya then erase my problem
It's Blaqman baby don't make me o bam ya
[Katie Tropp: Hook]
If you wanna step to me know that I'm packing
And I don't miss a thing if I'm shootin’ at ya
Because I'm always puttin’ in that time and practice
Katie Tropp and big homie Lecxs we hold it down for Blaqman!
We got dem gunz pointed at ya!
We got dem gunz pointed at ya!
We got dem gunz pointed at ya!
We got dem gunz pointed at ya!
[Katie Tropp: Verse 3]
Whether a gun or a knife or my bare hands
I'm always ready to fight if you cross my path
If you in my sight I'm gonna shoot your ass
My aim is always right so you better move fast
The way I look is meant to deceive you
Blonde hair, blue eyes, that you just stare into
I got you hypnotized now I just beat you
You thought you had my mind but I will defeat you
Lecxs, Katie, Govinachi, Mr. Maya
We are the crew and we reppin’ Blaqman
You know fam always got eachothers backs
If you mess with one we'll make our guns go BLAM!
Ride or die it's how we do
Mess around we bury you
Locked and loaded ready to shoot
In the streets and in the booth
All we do is speak the truth
If you want it we got proof
Your head is gonna hit the roof
When I pull my tool and you go poof!
And then you go poof!
And then you go poof!