[Intro] Yo, I got a name for all my guns I nickname 'em, ya dig? Qadir [Hook] I got a nickname for all my guns A Desert Eagle that I call Big Pun A two shot that I call 2Pac And a dirty pistol that love to crew hop My TEC-9 I'ma call T-Pain My three inch snub I'ma call Lil Wayne Machine gun named Missy, so loud It go hee-hee… hee-hee-hehehehe-blaow [Verse] I ain't a tag popper or a collar popper I pop cops, case sound like a helicopter (blaow) Bullets move like a G4 Hit 'em four-four with the impact of C4 I bang out, change your route, give you detours Walk in my shoes, guaranteed to make your feet sore My P80 make you do 380's Straight jacket on my block, ‘cause I drive the street crazy Qadir, I'm about to blow up Peter Pan baby 9; it'll never grow up If I ever catch a body I'll never throw up That's DNA on the crime scene over for ya If you dudes got ice, that's really nice Got my Mossberg shotty that I call Kelly Price (a big girl) Here to sing you a gospel, if you n***as is hostile Firearm might f** up your posture (Ouch!) And you know I got the TEC with the inf Take your diamonds and pearls with my pump named Prince Keep the leather glove, no hints Cops come, calm down, case closed, no prints (sorry) You haters won't make it to the mornin' So much heat it could cause global warmin' (It's getting hot) And you know I keep the room for something foreign So when you hear shots, just know it's not a warnin' [Hook] I got a nickname for all my guns A Desert Eagle that I call Big Pun A two shot that I call 2Pac And a dirty pistol that love to crew hop My TEC-9 I'ma call T-Pain My three inch snub I'ma call Lil Wayne Machine gun named Missy, so loud It go hee-hee… hee-hee-hehehehe-blaow