Guns & Roses
The Clipse feat. The Neptunes Lyrics


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Uh, uh, uh, huh
Clipse
(Clipse)
Exclusive shit
(Exclusive shit)
Yeah, who

Guns n' roses mafia proses
Briefcase money, hot cars, and hot clothes
This is the life, nigga that's the life

I wouldn't have it any other way
Yeah, gun play burning loves the one die
Makes me cry some days
Lawless, riding backwards on a one way
The color flawless, bitch I reek of money
(Bitch)

Fast life, born to die, who gives a fuck
We done seen it all by 25, and lived it up
From the rawest to the raw, to the slug through your door
They missed you but pressed your bitch in a hollow tip bra

There's science to the way we move, cock two's
And walk through the club without scuffing our Prada shoes
On this side we on the by by, we buy the rules
So when you play with us y'all niggas just gotta lose

Lust for them things that turn women to wives
Live for that shit that determines your street size
Run with them twins that waters you mother's eyes
That's diamonds, cocaine, and burners on my thighs

Raw like peeblo, guns and mink coats
Light up canoes, till titanics, I sink ships
Love doing bitches with pink lips, call me Padre
Talk shit with a gun in my hand call me cockay

Did this straight, bricks ain't large
Bricks for weight, filling a crate, filling a barge, now that's large
Sipping blue ells, and playing cards
Plus a pat on the back from the fucking coastguard

Yo, yo, I got a love for small lawns and hair pin triggers
Dare niggas third in my crew, it's known killers
Model hoes that blow with hour glass figures
We live for raw sex and 80 proof liquors

Run, walk, and crawl for catching hot balls
From my dogs who take game while smoking lock jaws
Why burn your mouth in the name of cheat talk
Be prepared to change your tune by the time my heat spark

After dark get your crew for me is a cake walk
And I love rap records with lots of gun talk
It's day time two both pies on waist sides
Can't trace, I hop back crimson lake sides

I make five which is why y'all hate
I got dark skin, jet black bitches with jade eyes
We wildin' out, hang them high, and dry them out
I do them type of things y'all niggas is lying 'bout
My speech is the reason my race is dying out

So I pray to God, the same time I'm pulling the iron out
We rock stars, smoke red, mixed with lobster
We Jamaican sexing, pillow talking, and pop trois
In pasta, look, you wanna be a mobster

On stage recipient of a nice guy
Malicious nigga y'all cats fictitious
When the shit hits
It's how you know we mean business

Guns n' roses mafia proses
Briefcase money, hot cars, and hot clothes
This is the life, nigga that's the life

Guns n' roses mafia proses
Briefcase money, hot cars, and hot clothes
This is the life, nigga that's the life

When the slugs hits, I wonder will the pain last
See my life like a movie, inside my brain fast
I'm asking you, 'cause we used to rock the same ass
When I die, put me in mausoleum with the stained glass, the stained glass

When the slugs hits, I wonder will the pain last
See my life like a movie, inside my brain fast




I'm asking you, cause we used to rock the same ass
When I die, put me in mausoleum with the stained glass, the stained glass

Overall Meaning

The song "Guns N' Roses" by Clipse featuring Neptunes is an unapologetic ode to the fast life of drugs, sex, and violence. The lyrics detail the lavish lifestyle of the artists, with references to briefcase money, hot cars, hot clothes, and diamond-encrusted guns. They rap about the danger and lawlessness of their lifestyle, including gun play and backriding on a one-way street, as well as the luxuries that come with it, such as mink coats and diamond jewelry.


The song also touches on the idea of living life to the fullest and not giving a second thought to consequences. The artists express their lust for things that turn women into wives and the appeal of living life on the edge. The song is full of explicit language and references to sex and violence, creating a raw and unpolished feel that matches the gritty subject matter.


Line by Line Meaning

Guns n' roses mafia proses
Living the life of luxury with money, cars, and clothes like members of the mafia


Briefcase money, hot cars, and hot clothes
Having lots of money to spend on luxury items like cars and clothes


This is the life, nigga that's the life
Being content with the lavish lifestyle they are living


I wouldn't have it any other way
Preferring the current lifestyle they are living and not wanting anything different


Yeah, gun play burning loves the one die
The danger of gun violence sometimes brings sadness and tears


Makes me cry some days
The sadness that comes from the potential loss of life due to gun violence


Lawless, riding backwards on a one way
Not following the rules of society and going against the norm by driving in reverse on a one-way street


The color flawless, bitch I reek of money
Their wealth allows them to have perfect appearance and the scent of money


Fast life, born to die, who gives a fuck
Living life fast and carefree, not worried about death


We done seen it all by 25, and lived it up
Experiencing everything life has to offer at a young age


From the rawest to the raw, to the slug through your door
Going from the worst situations to terrible violence at their doorstep


They missed you but pressed your bitch in a hollow tip bra
Even if the intended person wasn't hurt by the attack, their loved ones may still be targeted


There's science to the way we move, cock two's
There is strategy behind their actions, even when handling firearms


And walk through the club without scuffing our Prada shoes
Even while enjoying nightlife, they maintain their luxury appearance


On this side we on the by by, we buy the rules
They make the rules, and those who oppose them will face consequences


So when you play with us y'all niggas just gotta lose
Opposition or challenge against them is pointless and will lead to defeat


Lust for them things that turn women to wives
Desiring luxurious items that attract women with intentions of marriage


Live for that shit that determines your street size
Loving the lifestyle that defines their status and reputation in their community


Run with them twins that waters you mother's eyes
Being associated with twins, or guns, that would cause a mother to cry for her child's safety


That's diamonds, cocaine, and burners on my thighs
Their luxury items include diamonds, drugs, and firearms


Raw like peeblo, guns and mink coats
Tough and dangerous, yet luxurious with fur coats and guns


Light up canoes, till titanics, I sink ships
Causing destruction and chaos, likened to sinking large ships like the Titanic


Love doing bitches with pink lips, call me Padre
Enjoying sexual relationships with attractive women and using a Spanish term for father as a nickname


Talk shit with a gun in my hand call me cockay
Feeling powerful and dominant while holding a firearm and being called 'cocky'


Did this straight, bricks ain't large
Dealing with drugs and making a profit without being flashy


Bricks for weight, filling a crate, filling a barge, now that's large
Dealing with drugs on a large scale, filling crates and barges


Sipping blue ells, and playing cards
Enjoying luxury alcohol and gambling


Plus a pat on the back from the fucking coastguard
Being untouchable even by those meant to uphold the law


Yo, yo, I got a love for small lawns and hair pin triggers
Having an appreciation for the finer things in life, including expensive guns


Dare niggas third in my crew, it's known killers
The third person in their crew is usually a deadly individual


Model hoes that blow with hour glass figures
Attractive women who indulge in drug use and have hourglass figures


We live for raw sex and 80 proof liquors
Indulging in sexual relations and hard alcohol


Run, walk, and crawl for catching hot balls
Going to great lengths to obtain drugs or firearms


From my dogs who take game while smoking lock jaws
People in their crew who are skilled at obtaining drugs or firearms, even while smoking marijuana


Why burn your mouth in the name of cheat talk
Risking one's safety by speaking out against them in order to cheat or gain an advantage


Be prepared to change your tune by the time my heat spark
Facing the consequences of speaking out against them, which could include violence


After dark get your crew for me is a cake walk
Easily overcoming any opposition with their own crew after dark


And I love rap records with lots of gun talk
Enjoying and relating to rap music that features themes of violence


It's day time two both pies on waist sides
Being armed with two guns during the day


Can't trace, I hop back crimson lake sides
Avoiding being tracked down by law enforcement and quickly escaping


I make five which is why y'all hate
Making large amounts of money, causing jealousy and hate from others


I got dark skin, jet black bitches with jade eyes
Attracting beautiful, exotic women despite his dark skin color


We wildin' out, hang them high, and dry them out
Engaging in wild behavior and punishing those who pose a threat


I do them type of things y'all niggas is lying 'bout
Participating in violent behavior that others only pretend to be involved in


My speech is the reason my race is dying out
His words and actions are perpetuating negative stereotypes about his race


So I pray to God, the same time I'm pulling the iron out
Finding justification for his violent actions by asking for God's protection and assistance


We rock stars, smoke red, mixed with lobster
Living like rock stars, enjoying expensive cigars and seafood


We Jamaican sexing, pillow talking, and pop trois
Engaging in sexual activities with multiple partners and discussing sensitive information


In pasta, look, you wanna be a mobster
Enjoying a luxurious Italian meal, while acknowledging the desire to be like members of the mafia


On stage recipient of a nice guy
Despite their violent lifestyle, they are still adored by their fans


Malicious nigga y'all cats fictitious
Being genuinely dangerous, unlike those who pretend to be in the same lifestyle


When the shit hits
When things get serious or violent


It's how you know we mean business
Their violent actions are not to be taken lightly and signify their seriousness and intention to assert their power


When the slugs hits, I wonder will the pain last
Wondering if the consequences of their violent actions will have lasting, negative effects


See my life like a movie, inside my brain fast
Their dangerous lifestyle feels like a fast-paced movie playing out in their minds


I'm asking you, 'cause we used to rock the same ass
Seeking the opinion and perspective of someone who they used to share a similar lifestyle with


When I die, put me in mausoleum with the stained glass, the stained glass
Requesting to be laid to rest in a grand and luxurious mausoleum with beautiful stained glass windows




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: CHAD HUGO, TERRENCE THORNTON, GENE THORNTON JR, PHARRELL WILLIAMS

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@massgaske6543

0:21
I wouldn't have it any other way
Yeah, gun play burning loves the one die
Makes me cry some days
Lawless, riding backwards on a one way
The color flawless, bitch I reek of money
(Bitch)
Fast life, born to die, who gives a fuck
We done seen it all by 25, and lived it up
From the rawest to the raw, to the slug through your door
They missed you but pressed your bitch in a hollow tip bra
There's science to the way we move, cock two's
And walk through the club without scuffing our Prada shoes
On this side we on the by by, we buy the rules
So when you play with us y'all niggas just gotta lose
Lust for them things that turn women to wives
Live for that shit that determines your street size
Run with them twins that waters you mother's eyes
That's diamonds, cocaine, and burners on my thighs
Raw like peeblo, guns and mink coats
Light up canoes, till titanics, I sink ships
Love doing bitches with pink lips, call me Padre
Talk shit with a gun in my hand call me cockay
Did this straight, bricks ain't large
Bricks for weight, filling a crate, filling a barge, now that's large
Sipping blue ells, and playing cards
Plus a pat on the back from the fucking coastguard
Yo, yo, I got a love for small lawns and hair pin triggers
Dare niggas third in my crew, it's known killers
Model hoes that blow with hour glass figures
We live for raw sex and 80 proof liquors
Run, walk, and crawl for catching hot balls
From my dogs who take game while smoking lock jaws
Why burn your mouth in the name of cheat talk
Be prepared to change your tune by the time my heat spark
After dark get your crew for me is a cake walk
And I love rap records with lots of gun talk
It's day time two both pies on waist sides
Can't trace, I hop back crimson lake sides
I make five which is why y'all hate
I got dark skin, jet black bitches with jade eyes
We wildin' out, hang them high, and dry them out
I do them type of things y'all niggas is lying 'bout
My speech is the reason my race is dying out
So I pray to God, the same time I'm pulling the iron out
We rock stars, smoke red, mixed with lobster
We Jamaican sexing, pillow talking, and pop trois
In pasta, look, you wanna be a mobster
On stage recipient of a nice guy
Malicious nigga y'all cats fictitious
When the shit hits
It's how you know we mean business
Guns n' roses mafia proses
Briefcase money, hot cars, and hot clothes
This is the life, nigga that's the life
Guns n' roses mafia proses
Briefcase money, hot cars, and hot clothes
This is the life, nigga that's the life
When the slugs hits, I wonder will the pain last
See my life like a movie, inside my brain fast
I'm asking you, 'cause we used to rock the same ass
When I die, put me in mausoleum with the stained glass, the stained glass
When the slugs hits, I wonder will the pain last
See my life like a movie, inside my brain fast
I'm asking you, cause we used to rock the same ass
When I die, put me in mausoleum with the stained glass, the stained glass



All comments from YouTube:

@ricosalvaje5802

This beat is crazy the way it changes is great.

@OldHeadTV1

I remember I came across this song on Kazaa back in the day....IYKYK

@jsandoval423

Don’t know why this song did not make it big so good Neptune classic

@massgaske6543

One of the best tracks I have ever heard.

@Layzie07

@carlosflux81 i remember this was on the training day soundtrack

@Damidas

this beat is so fucking hard

@ballerfications

This record goes too hard!

@FinesseDMV

DMV all day love dis beat sick as shyt da lyrics man nasty af!

@cthomp5428

straight fire!

@Ricegawd718

I NEED THIS ON SPOTIFY OR DATPIFF UGHH

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