"Bullets Rmx" lyrics

"Bullets Rmx"
(feat. The Game)

Why you niggas outside without no gun
You think this shit is a game
But no, no not at all, I hope out gunning
Show you niggas I ain't playing
Pull the trigger, shoot that nigga, make sure that you get 'em
'Cause bullets ain't got no name
Pull the trigger, shoot that nigga, make sure that you get 'em
'Cause bullets ain't got no name

Why you niggas outside without no gun
You think this shit is a game
But no, no not at all, I hope out gunning
Show you niggas I ain't playing
'Cause bullets ain't got no name

Why you niggas act as if your body built to survive the shots
Going down nailed after I get cracking you're gon' be outlined in chalk
The sun is shining, but still it's raining
You don't wanna get wet then boy stop hanging
My hood is warring, so ain't no warnings
Niggas'll take your life now your moms is mourning
I done seen it happen, and we got cracking
Six minutes they got right back at us
Ten minutes later we was right back at them
My burner so hot I put a hole in my mattress
'Cause bullets ain't got no name

Why you niggas outside without no gun
You think this shit is a game
But no, no not at all, I hope out gunning
Show you niggas I ain't playing
Pull the trigger, shoot that nigga, make sure that you get 'em
'Cause bullets ain't got no name
Pull the trigger, shoot that nigga, make sure that you get 'em
'Cause bullets ain't got no name

Ayo black war murder, army fatigue socks
Hat seven and a half and a 44 mag, in my dickies
Straight outta bompton. Blood won't stop
See the block's finest, my hood getting tossed up
Out that convertible Phantom
Any drama let the Glock start busting at random
I stay flamed up
Driving something red, there go Game, blood
Eight million records and I remain gangster
Walking like a pitbull, watching my bite
I'm from Compton a.k.a "shoot it out on sight"
'Cause I was raised by a G, my mamma nigga
My heart pumps no Kool-Aid, so bring the drama nigga
Fuck niggas that's how I feel, straight up
Never run. Unless I'm running red strings through my red Chucks
Duck! Motherfucker, it's The Game
Busting shots on your block, and bullet's gots no name

Why you niggas outside without no gun
You think this shit is a game
But no, no not at all, I hope out gunning
Show you niggas I ain't playing
Pull the trigger, shoot that nigga, make sure that you get 'em
'Cause bullets ain't got no name
Pull the trigger, shoot that nigga, make sure that you get 'em
'Cause bullets ain't got no name

The sun is shining, but still it's raining
And you ain't gotta ask where he from just spray him
By the look up on his face you can tell we banging
See the look up on his face when that thing start ranging (uh oh)
Pow!
One down two to go, suspect usual
Murder scene the routine ain't new to you
Switch course double back, one down, double that
Yellow tape the gate, send 'em niggas back
See them niggas with a bullet 'fore they learn their lesson
You still ain't got yo gun you ain't got the message?
My enemies they know they say he got extras
When I come through I only got one question...
Why niggas keep hanging out?

Why you niggas outside without no gun
You think this shit is a game
But no, no not at all, I hope out gunning
Show you niggas I ain't playing
Pull the trigger, shoot that nigga, make sure that you get 'em
'Cause bullets ain't got no name
Pull the trigger, shoot that nigga, make sure that you get 'em
'Cause bullets ain't got no name

Uh oh... Pow!


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