Shooting Guns
50 Cent Lyrics

Got my guns and magazines
I am armed and prepared for any confrontation

And a red one from a beam
I have a powerful weapon with a laser sight

Nothing is quite as it seems
Things may not appear as they really are

Fuck with me and you will see
Don't mess with me or face the consequences

Shoot your gun I'll make you a believer
If you shoot at me, I'll prove my capabilities

Now you better pray for something more
You should hope for something greater because I won't back down

I go to war 'til heart stop
I will fight relentlessly until my last breath

Niggas ain't listening
People aren't paying attention to the danger I pose

Get the thumping and the dumping
I will unleash violence and shoot at my enemies

At your newborn's christening
Even during a peaceful event, I'm willing to cause harm

Tell your homie, tell his homies
Spread the word to your friends that you will need more backup

He 'gon need more homies, ain't this a bitch
You will require additional help, isn't that unfortunate?

I got the extended clip right on me
I have a magazine with more bullets readily available

And my diamonds on my neck
I flaunt my wealth and expensive jewelry

I dare a nigga to scheme on it
I challenge anyone to try and plan a robbery against me

The Ruger on deck
I keep a Ruger handgun prepared and easily accessible

It's hard to miss with the beam on it
With the laser sight, my shots are highly accurate

I'll give your ass a permanent nap
I will shoot you and ensure you never wake up again

Sing you a lullabye
I will symbolically sing you a soothing song as I harm you

I got money to run, so fuck an alibi
I have enough resources to escape any consequences, so I don't need an excuse

Yeah, I believe you when you say you tough
I am sarcastically agreeing with someone claiming to be tough

Nigga all that means is you fucked, nigga
Actually, it implies that you are in a bad situation

I get the drop, I'm on it
I am always aware of my surroundings and ready to take action

Morning, noon or night, I spot ya, I got ya
At any time, I can detect and target you

Wake up cuffed to your bed, cops asking 'who shot ya?'
You will wake up restrained and the police will investigate my involvement in shooting you

As the world turns, we live and we learn
We gain knowledge and experiences as time goes on

The hollow tips burn and I ain't concerned
The bullets cause severe damage and I am not worried about the consequences

If I ain't hit and I ain't hit
Even if I miss my target

So a nigga don't really give a shit
I do not care about the outcome

You know who you fucking with
You are aware of the dangerous person you are dealing with

Come through, dump more than a clip
When I confront you, I will fire more than one magazine

Niggas be on some stupid shit
People engage in foolish and reckless behavior

'Til they get hit, ain't that a bitch?
Until they face the consequences, isn't it ironic?

K-I double, shotgun barrel double
Referring to the letter 'K' in his stage name, and emphasizing the double barrels of his shotgun

My homies front a couple and I move 'em on a double
His friends supply him with drugs and he sells them quickly for profit

Racks in the duffel, Mac with the muzzle
Large amounts of money stored in a bag, and his Mac (firearm) equipped with a silencer

Makin' circles in you, all black like a tunnel
He will shoot you repeatedly, leaving circular wounds, and his presence is stealthy like a dark tunnel

I only know how to hustle
He is skilled in the art of making money through illegal activities

Can't stay outta trouble
He constantly finds himself in problematic situations

I got a big gun, muthafuck a scuffle
His large firearm ensures that physical fights are unnecessary

Kidd Kidd, will you ever change?
Addressing Kidd Kidd and questioning if he will ever alter his behavior

Fuck no, Pimp zone, Rida gang
No, he will not change, and he is associated with the Pimp zone and the Rida gang

You already fuckin' know
You are already aware of the situation

Man these niggas so fake
These individuals are extremely dishonest

I call them knock-offs
He considers them to be cheap imitations

Like Pringles I pop the top off
Similar to opening a can of Pringles, he easily exposes their true nature

You ain't hot, dawg
They are not impressive or respected

You the fucking Micky Mouse song
They are comparable to a silly and insignificant song

I'm on fire like Louisiana hot sauce
He is currently on fire and unstoppable, similar to a spicy hot sauce from Louisiana

Brand new J's cost a buck fifty nigga
His new Jordans (sneakers) are expensive, costing $150

You scuff these I'll scar your face, buck fifty nigga
If they damage his new sneakers, he will retaliate by harming their face, leaving a scar with a blade

Been fucking with them pigs, you a guinea
They have been collaborating with the police, making them an informant

Nigga and you always begging
They are constantly asking for favors or assistance

You's a 'give me' nigga
They have the mindset of always asking for things

I wear my gun like it's trendy, nigga
He carries his firearm with style and as if it's a fashionable accessory

You pussy and ain't shit, kitty litter
They are weak and insignificant, like cat litter

See where all that bitching get ya
They witness the negative consequences of their constant complaining

Right in front of this pistol, huh
They will face the consequences directly in front of his gun