[Chorus: Lil Wayne]
I'm strapped up, nigga, fuck a gun law!
See me walkin' with a limp, that's my gun walk,
I don't do no arguin', I let the gun talk.
I'm strapped up, nigga, fuck a gun law!
See me walkin' with a limp, that's my gun walk,
I don't do no arguin', I let the gun talk,
And it's no talkin' back when my gun talk.
See me walkin' with a limp, that's my gun walk,
That's my gun walk, nigga, that's my gun walk.
See me walkin' with a limp, that's my gun walk,
That's my gun walk, nigga, that's my gun walk.
[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]
Uh, fuck that nigga, ho ass nigga,
Leave that nigga with a toe tag, nigga,
Barrel so long, you can pole dance, nigga,
Run up in ya house, where the dope at, nigga?
Murder she wrote on a notepad, nigga,
Light that nigga up, smoke that nigga,
Stomp that nigga, roast that nigga.
I walk around with this shotgun,
And this bitch bigger than me, nigga.
Don't open up yo fuckin' mouth
‘Cause I'll pull the trigger like teeth, nigga.
Shoot ‘em up, then leave nigga,
I smell “Summer's Eve” nigga,
We shoot first, it's better
To give than receive, nigga!
[Chorus]
[Verse 2: Lil Wayne]
Keep that ho shit over there,
And we don't shoot in the air.
I can't fuck with these niggas,
Man, these niggas gummy bears,
Hair trigger on the gun,
I pull that muthafucka hair.
It's like, man you can't trust nobody,
I don't even have a trust fund.
Don't buck, nigga, don't stunt, nigga,
Don't duck, nigga, ‘cause I duck hunt,
Bitch, rock with me, that Glock with me,
That chopper with me, obviously,
Imma empty this muthafucka,
That's fifty shots, approximately.
Now fuck with me, get fucked over,
Emergency room, rushed over,
Hollow tips in the clip,
My gun loaded, your's sober.
I pull yo card like a lawn mower,
Fall back or I'm goin' forward,
I see you got yo gun drawn,
I send you back to the drawin' board.
[Chorus]
[Verse 3: Gudda Gudda]
Walkin' round this muphuka limpin'
‘Cause the nose on the pistol ‘bout as long as Scotty Pippen's,
On the molly and I'm twisted, throw ya body with the fishes,
Double back around that corner and I'm bodyin' the witness.
Uh, real niggas don't talk much, do drive-bys and walk-ups,
Lame rappers that talk much get a broke jaw, star struck.
I don't fuck with the lame niggas, I got good aim, nigga,
Pop a pill, pop you, my nick name is Painkiller.
I'm still that same nigga, Eastside I rep that,
Pussy niggas better get right or where I see you, you get left at.
Use the rifle as my crutch, that's my gun walk,
Or we can hold a conversation, let the guns talk,
Gudda!
[Juicy J:]
I'm strapped up, nigga, fuck a gun law!
See me walkin' with a limp, that's my gun walk,
I don't do no arguin', I let the gun talk,
And it's no talkin' back when it go off. [x2]
[Lil Wayne:]
You speechless, [x8]
When I cock back!
See me walkin' with a limp, that's my gun walk,
That's my gun walk, nigga, that's my gun walk.
See me walkin' with a limp, that's my gun walk,
That's my gun walk, nigga, that's my gun walk.