Southside - Gun Sounds lyrics

[Hook] Ring alarm, them boys in town Like Joc, lay that p**y n***a down I don't talk, I don't laugh, I just frown From the Eagle to the chopper, love that gun sound Love that gun sound, love that, love that gun sound (3x) Waka Flocka Flame, O.G. Murda Man Flocka! [Verse 1] Run up on Gucci, you might loose your life I'll do 7, you in heaven, I won't think twice Murder man Flocka, I keep a heavy chopper I'm down with so icey, I'm a real top shotter Light skin Rasta, move like the mobsters Rob your a** for ganja so give it up portner I hang with the k**ers, we go ape like gorillas Yes, we gon' rob you and then we might k** you Shot his a** at breakfast, eating on some cereal Bow! Flocka! Waka Flocka! Aye, Eazy you hear this sh**? Aye Gucc' you hear this sh**? Gangsta rap, aye, this murder [Hook] [Verse 2] We street thugging, what the f** is corporate thugging? Homie, better stop all that mean mugging I say two words (Just two!) shawty bust, (Bow-bow!) Love to trap, Love to cuss I'll talk to a n***a 'fore I put him in the dirt Tell him what the f** he did and why the f** he getting murked 50 bands flat make your life line flat .45 a n***a quick, call it head crack I popped a n***a quick I leave his a** stinking Murda Man Flocka, what the f** these n***as thanking Point blank range, do this sh** without blanking I'm thinking to myself (Run up on a n***a,) why the f** these n***as hating? [Hook]