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Bullets Rmx

Bullets Rmx

(Album: Bullets Ain't Got No Name, Vol. 2 - 2009)

[Chorus: Nipsey Hussle]
Why you niggaz outside without no gun
You think this shit is a game
But no, no not at all, I hope out gunning
Show you niggaz I ain't playing
Pull the trigga, shoot that nigga, make sure that you get 'em
Cus bullets ain't got no name.
Pull the trigga, shoot that nigga, make sure that you get 'em
Cus bullets ain't got no name.
Why you niggaz outside without no gun
You think this shit is a game
But no, no not at all, I hope out gunning
Show you niggaz I ain't playing
Cause bullets ain't got no name

[Verse 1: Nipsey Hussle]
Why you niggaz act as if ya body built to survive the shots
Goin down nailed after I get cracking ya gon' be outlined in chalk
The sun is shining, but still it's rainin,
Ya don't wanna get wet then boy stop hanging,
My hood is warring, so ain't no warnin's,
Niggaz'll take ya life now ya momz is mourning,
I done seen it happen, and we got crackin,
Six minutes they got right back at us,
Ten minutes later we was right back at them,
My burna so hot I put a hole in my mattress
Cause bullets ain't got no name.

[Chorus: Nipsey Hussle]
Why you niggaz outside without no gun
You think this shit is a game
But no, no not at all, I hope out gunning
Show you niggaz I ain't playing
Pull the trigga, shoot that nigga, make sure that you get 'em
Cus bullets ain't got no name.
Pull the trigga, shoot that nigga, make sure that you get 'em
Cus bullets ain't got no name.

[Verse 2: The Game]
Ayo black war murda, 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 somethin red, there go Game, blood.
Eight million records and I remain gangsta.
Walkin 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 momma nigga.
My heart pumps no kool-aid, so bring the drama nigga.
Fuck niggaz that's how I feel, straight up,
Never run. Unless I'm running red strings through my red Chuck's
Duck! Mothafucka it's The Game
Busting shots on ya block, and bullet's gots no name.

[Chorus: Nipsey Hussle]
Why you niggaz outside without no gun
You think this shit is a game
But no, no not at all, I hope out gunning
Show you niggaz I ain't playing
Pull the trigga, shoot that nigga, make sure that you get 'em
Cus bullets ain't got no name.
Pull the trigga, shoot that nigga, make sure that you get 'em
Cus bullets ain't got no name.

[Verse 3: Nipsey Hussle]
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 bangin
See the look up on his face when that thing start ranging (uh oh)
POW!
One down two to go, suspect usual.
Murda scene the routine ain't new to you.
Switch course double back, one down, double that.
Yellow tape the gate, send 'em niggaz back.
See them niggaz with a bullet 'fore they learn they 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 niggaz keep hanging out?)

[Chorus: Nipsey Hussle]
Why you niggaz outside without no gun
You think this shit is a game
But no, no not at all, I hope out gunning
Show you niggaz I ain't playing
Pull the trigga, shoot that nigga, make sure that you get 'em
Cus bullets ain't got no name.
Pull the trigga, shoot that nigga, make sure that you get 'em
Cus bullets ain't got no name.
(Uh oh... POW!)

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