LIL WAYNE - Gunwalk Lyrics

I’m strapped up, nigga fuck the gun law
See me walking with a limp, that’s my gun walk
I don’t do no arguing, I let the gun talk

I’m strapped up, nigga, fuck the gun law
See me walking with a limp, that’s my gun walk
I don’t do no arguing, I let the gun talk
And there’s no talking back when my gun talk
See me walking with a limp, that’s my gun walk
That’s my gun walk, nigga, that’s my gun walk
See me walking with a limp, that’s my gun walk
That’s my gun walk, nigga, that’s my gun walk

Fuck that nigga, hoe ass nigga, leave that nigga with a toe tag, nigga
Barrel so low, you could pole dance, nigga
Run up in your house with a dope bad nigga
Murder she wrote on a notepad, nigga
Light that, nigga, smoke that, nigga, stump that nigga, roast that nigga
I walk around with this shotgun
And this bitch bigger than me, nigga
Don’t open up your fucking mouth
¬ĎCause I¬íll pull the trigger like teeth, nigga
Shoot ¬Ďem up then leave nigga,
I smell summer’s eve, nigga
We shoot first, it’s better to give than receive, nigga

I’m strapped up, nigga fuck the gun law
See me walking with a limp, that’s my gun walk
I don’t do no arguing, I let the gun talk

I’m strapped up, nigga, fuck the gun law
See me walking with a limp, that’s my gun walk
I don’t do no arguing, I let the gun talk
And there’s no talking back when my gun talk

Keep that whole shit over there
And we don’t shoot in the air
I can’t fuck with these niggas, man
These niggas gummy bears
Held trigger on the gun, I pull that motherfucker hair
It’s like man, you can’t trust nobody
I don’t even have a trust fund
Don’t fuck, nigga, don’t stunt, nigga, don’t duck nigga
¬ĎCause I duck hunt
Bitch fuck with me, that Glock with me, that chopper with me
Obviously
I’ma empty this motherfucker
That’s 50 shots approximately
Now fuck with me, get fucked over, emergency room, rushed over
Hollow tips in the clip, my gun loaded, yours sober
I pull your card like a lawn mower, fall back and I’m going forward
I see you got your gun drown, I’ll send you back to the drawing board

See me walking with a limp, that’s my gun walk
That’s my gun walk, nigga, that’s my gun walk
See me walking with a limp, that’s my gun walk
That’s my gun walk, nigga, that’s my gun walk

Walking around this motherfucker limping
¬ĎCause the nose on the pistol ¬Ďbout as long as Scotty Pippen¬ís
On a molly and I’m twisted, throw your body with the fish
Double back around that corner, ain’t nobody, ain’t a witness
Real niggas don’t talk much, do drive-bys and walk-ups
Lame rappers that talk tough get a broke jaw, star struck
I don’t fuck with lame niggas, I got good aim, nigga
Pop a pill, pop you, my nickname is Pain Killer
I’m still that same nigga, East side, I rep that
Pussy niggas better get right or where I see you, you get left there
Use the riffle as my crush, that’s my gun, bro
Or we can hold a conversation, let the guns talk

I’m strapped up, nigga, fuck the gun law
See me walking with a limp, that’s my gun walk
I don’t do no arguing, I let the gun talk
And there’s no talking back when it go off

I’m strapped up, nigga, fuck the gun law
See me walking with a limp, that’s my gun walk
I don’t do no arguing, I let the gun talk

See me walking with a limp, that’s my gun walk
That’s my gun walk, nigga, that’s my gun walk
See me walking with a limp, that’s my gun walk
That’s my gun walk, nigga, that’s my gun walk


Thanks to Silk the shocka for correcting these lyrics