Co coi coi, the sounds of guns busting
You'll see the soul of black folk like W E B DuBois
Gun man youth never take shot back
Bringing the funk of dead bodies, go ahead bring in your boys
Supply you with them things a little something, something
Co coi coi, clak clak clak clak clak
I make the streets run red like a stop sign, stop lying
Ghetto red hot 'round the world you hear that
Shoot at your feet like spider, make you a tap dancer
Co coi coi, clak clak clak clak clak
Gun man youth never take shot back
That go to strapped to blow a back
We got tribes in Africa that listen to Pak
Fighting with brothers who pump Biggie like they live on the block
In Jamaica, in Brooklyn, in Ethiopia, we go there and back
Safe from the hunger pains
And wisdom and understanding of a 22 derringer, a 38 long
Co coi coi, clak clak clak clak clak
Guns make us superior, cats start acting scarier
Dogs, don't hold them back, those the cats
When respect is the question folks coming with the gat answer
Gun man music never take shot back
Inmates got shanks and dirty cops they got glocks
Ghetto red hot 'round the world you hear that
Co coi coi, your heart just start pumping
From a 22 derringer, a 38 long, a 44 desert eagle
Ghetto red hot 'round the world you hear that
I make the streets run red like a stop sign, stop lying
Situations get hairier, yo
Co coi coi, clak clak clak clak clak
Silencers bring the heat without bringing the noise
A glock nine, time to protect the fam I 'ma cock mine
Set fire to the game my system be thumping
What am I amusing to you? You better have that answer
To all my real live soldier cats where you at
You could be whoever, a black panther or lap dancer
Toys for guns, I got guns for toys
Israelies got tanks and Palestinians got rocks
Co coi coi, clak clak clak clak clakc
Gun man music never take shot back
Co coi coi, clack clak clak clak clak
And you still [Incomprehensible] without the knowledge
Ghetto red hot 'round the world you hear that
These are the tools of the trade that we use to get paid
We been this ways since the younger days
Co coi coi, clak clak clak clak clak
Co coi coi, clack clak clak clak clak
A 44 desert eagle, a glock nine, come on
You could have a hand gun or a cannon
Time to protect the fam I'm a cock mine
That go to strapped to blow a back
To all my real live soldier cats where you at
In Jamaica, in Brooklyn, in Ethiopia, we go there and back
Bang when the trouble came, pioneers of gun slang
Niggas is quick to bury you, punk niggas feel inferior
The only blood in the street is when the government spilling it
When we cruise on escapades and escalades with guns to blaze
Dogs, don't hold them back, those the cats
You know who killing it, niggas saying they militant
