Got my guns and magazines
Ending up in front of me
Nothing is quite as it seems
F-ck with me and you will see
Shoot your gun now make you a believer
Now you better pray for somethin' more
I go to war 'til my heart stop
Niggas ain't listening
Get the thumping and the dumping at your newborn's christening
Tell your homie tell his homies
He gon' need more homies
Ain't this a b tch i got an extended clip right on me
And my diamonds on my neck
I dare a nigga to scheme on it
The ruger on deck its hard to miss with that thing on it
I'll give your ass a permanent nap sing you a lullaby
I got money to run so f-ck a alibi
Shoot your gun now make you a believer
Now you better pray for somethin' more
Yeah, I believe you when you say you tough nigga
All that means is you ****ed nigga
I get the drop i'm on it
Morning noon or night i spot-cha i gotcha
Wake up cuffed to your bed your bed cops asking 'who shot-cha'
As the world turns believe it'll be learned
The hollow tips burns and i ain't concerned if i ain't hit
And I ain't hit, so a nigga don't really give a shit
You don't know who you f-cking with
Come through dump more than a clip
Niggas be on some stupid shit
Till they get hit, ain't that a b***h
K-i double shot gun barrel double
My homies front a couple and i move 'em on a double
Racks in the duffel
Mac with the muzzle
Makin' circles in you all black like a tunnel
I only know how to hustle
Can't stay outta trouble
I got a big gun muthaf-ckers scuffle
Kidd kidd will you ever change
F-ck no pimps don't ride a game you already f-cking know
Got my guns and magazines
Ending up in front of me
Nothing is quite as it seems
F-ck with me and you will see
Shoot your gun now make you a believer
Now you better pray for something more
Man, these niggas so fake, I call 'em knock off
Like pringles i pop the top off
You ain't hot dog
You the f-cking micky mouse
I'm on fire like louisiana hot sauce
Brand new j's cost a buck fifty nikka
Ya scuff these, I scar ya face buck 50 nigga
Been ****ing with them pigs, you a guinea nigga
And ya always bakin, you's a skinny nigga
I wear my gun like it's trendy nigga
You b*****s ain't shit, kitty litter
Uh, see where all that bullshit getcha
Right in front of this pistol
Got my guns and magazines
Ending up in front of me
Nothing is quite as it seems
F-ck with me and you will see
Shoot your gun now make you a believer
Now you better pray for something more
We Shooting - 包威爾
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[00:01.18]Got my guns and magazines
[00:03.93]Ending up in front of me
[00:06.98]Nothing is quite as it seems
[00:09.73]F-ck with me and you will see
[00:12.60]Shoot your gun now make you a believer
[00:18.53]Now you better pray for somethin' more
[00:24.02]I go to war 'til my heart stop
[00:25.77]Niggas ain't listening
[00:26.89]Get the thumping and the dumping at your newborn's christening
[00:29.86]Tell your homie tell his homies
[00:31.25]He gon' need more homies
[00:32.56]Ain't this a b tch i got an extended clip right on me
[00:35.42]And my diamonds on my neck
[00:36.91]I dare a nigga to scheme on it
[00:38.60]The ruger on deck its hard to miss with that thing on it
[00:41.46]I'll give your ass a permanent nap sing you a lullaby
[00:44.89]I got money to run so f-ck a alibi
[00:47.51]Shoot your gun now make you a believer
[00:53.30]Now you better pray for somethin' more
[00:58.03]Yeah, I believe you when you say you tough nigga
[01:01.09]All that means is you ****ed nigga
[01:03.15]I get the drop i'm on it
[01:04.64]Morning noon or night i spot-cha i gotcha
[01:07.52]Wake up cuffed to your bed your bed cops asking 'who shot-cha'
[01:10.40]As the world turns believe it'll be learned
[01:11.94]The hollow tips burns and i ain't concerned if i ain't hit
[01:14.09]And I ain't hit, so a nigga don't really give a shit
[01:16.39]You don't know who you f-cking with
[01:17.64]Come through dump more than a clip
[01:19.14]Niggas be on some stupid shit
[01:20.52]Till they get hit, ain't that a b***h
[01:22.32]K-i double shot gun barrel double
[01:24.99]My homies front a couple and i move 'em on a double
[01:27.93]Racks in the duffel
[01:29.43]Mac with the muzzle
[01:30.73]Makin' circles in you all black like a tunnel
[01:33.54]I only know how to hustle
[01:35.10]Can't stay outta trouble
[01:36.55]I got a big gun muthaf-ckers scuffle
[01:39.49]Kidd kidd will you ever change
[01:41.67]F-ck no pimps don't ride a game you already f-cking know
[01:45.43]Got my guns and magazines
[01:47.92]Ending up in front of me
[01:50.79]Nothing is quite as it seems
[01:53.79]F-ck with me and you will see
[01:56.71]Shoot your gun now make you a believer
[02:02.68]Now you better pray for something more
[02:08.86]Man, these niggas so fake, I call 'em knock off
[02:11.85]Like pringles i pop the top off
[02:14.45]You ain't hot dog
[02:15.44]You the f-cking micky mouse
[02:17.42]I'm on fire like louisiana hot sauce
[02:20.48]Brand new j's cost a buck fifty nikka
[02:23.17]Ya scuff these, I scar ya face buck 50 nigga
[02:26.49]Been ****ing with them pigs, you a guinea nigga
[02:29.17]And ya always bakin, you's a skinny nigga
[02:32.59]I wear my gun like it's trendy nigga
[02:35.15]You b*****s ain't shit, kitty litter
[02:37.97]Uh, see where all that bullshit getcha
[02:41.84]Right in front of this pistol
[02:43.28]Got my guns and magazines
[02:45.71]Ending up in front of me
[02:48.77]Nothing is quite as it seems
[02:51.59]F-ck with me and you will see
[02:54.52]Shoot your gun now make you a believer
[03:00.39]Now you better pray for something more
移調 原調
D#mG#C#mEm
Got my guns and magazines
BmDBmD#mF#m
Ending up in front of me
F#D#mF#C#
Nothing is quite as it seems
BmF#BF#D#m
F-ck with me and you will see
EC#FmCEmDDm
Shoot your gun now make you a believer
C#mEmCC#EmCA#C#mCEm
Now you better pray for somethin' more
D
I go to war 'til my heart stop
Am
Niggas ain't listening
EmC#mA#A
Get the thumping and the dumping at your newborn's christening
DEm
Tell your homie tell his homies
E
He gon' need more homies
CECEmC
Ain't this a b tch i got an extended clip right on me
C#mE
And my diamonds on my neck
DmG
I dare a nigga to scheme on it
GmG#FmC
The ruger on deck its hard to miss with that thing on it
CmFCAG#C
I'll give your ass a permanent nap sing you a lullaby
FmC
I got money to run so f-ck a alibi
FmG#CGCmD#FmCmC
Shoot your gun now make you a believer
CmD#CD#CmFm
Now you better pray for somethin' more
G#DmEmC
Yeah, I believe you when you say you tough nigga
All that means is you ****ed nigga
CmC
I get the drop i'm on it
AmCD#mF
Morning noon or night i spot-cha i gotcha
CmD#ADm
Wake up cuffed to your bed your bed cops asking 'who shot-cha'
D#A#
As the world turns believe it'll be learned
AC#G#mD#m
The hollow tips burns and i ain't concerned if i ain't hit
DmAmCmD
And I ain't hit, so a nigga don't really give a shit
G#Fm
You don't know who you f-cking with
F
Come through dump more than a clip
Niggas be on some stupid shit
Till they get hit, ain't that a b***h
K-i double shot gun barrel double
My homies front a couple and i move 'em on a double
Racks in the duffel
Mac with the muzzle
Makin' circles in you all black like a tunnel
I only know how to hustle
Can't stay outta trouble
I got a big gun muthaf-ckers scuffle
Kidd kidd will you ever change
F-ck no pimps don't ride a game you already f-cking know
Got my guns and magazines
Ending up in front of me
Nothing is quite as it seems
F-ck with me and you will see
Shoot your gun now make you a believer
Now you better pray for something more
Man, these niggas so fake, I call 'em knock off
Like pringles i pop the top off
You ain't hot dog
You the f-cking micky mouse
I'm on fire like louisiana hot sauce
Brand new j's cost a buck fifty nikka
Ya scuff these, I scar ya face buck 50 nigga
Been ****ing with them pigs, you a guinea nigga
And ya always bakin, you's a skinny nigga
I wear my gun like it's trendy nigga
You b*****s ain't shit, kitty litter
Uh, see where all that bullshit getcha
Right in front of this pistol
Got my guns and magazines
Ending up in front of me
Nothing is quite as it seems
F-ck with me and you will see
Shoot your gun now make you a believer
Now you better pray for something more
和弦由 AI 自動分析音訊產生（自動辨識，僅供參考）。
AI 從音訊辨識的主旋律（以 C 調為 1，數字上下點為高低八度）。為自動估計、個別音可能有誤，僅供哼唱抓調參考，非正式樂譜。彈唱請看「和弦」分頁。
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曲解析
《We Shooting》調性為 C 大調、速度約每分鐘 108 拍、整體情緒溫暖。主要和弦為 C、Em、Cm、Fm。（以上為 AI 音訊分析，僅供參考）
歌詞解析
一句話主旨
以強硬態度警示對手，展現街頭生存的暴力與權力鬥爭。
主題
聚焦街頭文化中的暴力威脅與權力競逐，描繪個人在危險環境中自我保護與對抗的立場。
情緒
充滿敵意、緊張與自信，夾雜著對背叛的憤怒與對自身力量的肯定。
意象與手法
運用槍械、彈藥、金錢等具象符號象徵權力，透過重複的「shoot」與「gun」強化暴力氛圍；以「diamonds on my neck」與「money to run」凸顯物質優勢，並以「lullaby」等反差語彙製造戲劇張力。
重點句解讀
1. 「Shoot your gun now make you a believer」（「現在開槍吧，讓你成為信徒」）
直接呼應暴力手段，暗示唯有經歷對抗才能認清現實，展現強者對弱者的居高臨下。
2. 「I got money to run so f-ck a alibi」（「我有錢可逃，幹嘛需要辯解」）
揭露金錢與暴力的共生關係，暗示在街頭生態中，財富是逃避後果的保護傘。
3. 「You don't know who you f-cking with」（「你根本不知自己在招惹誰」）
強調對手的無知與自身的威脅性，透過粗鄙語氣製造心理壓迫感。
4. 「Kidd kidd will you ever change」（「小鬼，你永遠改不了嗎」）
以嘲諷口吻批判年輕幫派的固執，隱含對街頭文化延續的無奈與批判。
適合情境
適合作為街頭電影配樂、個人面對威脅時的自我心理建設，或探討暴力與權力關係的社會議題討論。
魔鏡站長解析
站長私房短評：打動人的地方、適合什麼時刻聽（產生後永久保存）。
歌曲冷知識
AI 依歌詞整理 3-4 點有趣觀察（產生後永久保存）。