We Got lyrics
by Ludacris



DTP we got them guns that go...



[I-20]

Yea I'm all about that pistol playa, cold blooded killa

Niggaz recognize my name, I dub the young dealer

You better tell ya man that with the gages I'm nice

Ill shoot up yall white shirts until yall look like dice

But I'm through with all the talking time to show all you niggaz

I 2-0, I'm like J-Lo...going through niggaz

DTP we aint playing if you try to get our pen

A.K's get ta spraying like...

Bottom line that mean I'm bout it, any nigga want it, doubt it

Bust you in the broad day, on a street that's fully crowded

Find a hole inside your chest, just for thinking its rap

And tell that pretty bitch thug we got some pretty big gats

Chaka say I'm shot out, and I tend to agree

So you should watch what you saying if it's intended for me

So be careful what you starting, let my fingers do the walking

And that Uzi get to talking like...



[Tity Boi]

Hammers, jam 'em, snatch 'em, grab 'em

Can the an and fuck 'em, damn 'em

Press him, man him, scared him, teared him, kneed him up

Bake him, take him, beat him up, I hate I hate, I eat him up

A-B-C-E-F shawty is you a G or what

Now it's just me and my nuts, that's all I got in this world

I'm pulling pistols out my stomach and throwing them bitches up like earl

Serving the club, head shot, scattered, covered, run, scram 'em

I'm 38, hot with a pearl handle...

And I'm throwing te

Chicken And Beer album cover
Chicken And Beer
Find out more about 17 songs from this album

Buy this album



← Back to Ludacris albums