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
****** 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
****** be on some stupid shit
Till they get hit, ain't that a bitch
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 ***** and 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
Shooting Guns - 王俊傑
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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]****** 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]****** be on some stupid shit
[01:20.52]Till they get hit, ain't that a bitch
[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 ***** and 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
BC#C#mD#m
Got my guns and magazines
C#mDmCmC#BD#m
Ending up in front of me
C#mDC#mDmCm
Nothing is quite as it seems
DmCmC#mCm
F-ck with me and you will see
C#CmC#CDmDC#mCmC#mDDm
Shoot your gun now make you a believer
C#G#CmC#CmDmC#DmACmBADmB
Now you better pray for somethin' more
DF#mC#D
I go to war 'til my heart stop
C#F#mD#m
****** ain't listening
DD#mDmADB
Get the thumping and the dumping at your newborn's christening
DBF#mC#
Tell your homie tell his homies
GmC#D
He gon' need more homies
D#mC#mDD#mD#C#mB
Ain't this a b tch i got an extended clip right on me
F#mBF#mC#
And my diamonds on my neck
AC#D#
I dare a nigga to scheme on it
DD#DmD#B
The ruger on deck its hard to miss with that thing on it
FBF#mC#F#mC#D#F#mD#
I'll give your ass a permanent nap sing you a lullaby
GmA#D#GmBF#m
I got money to run so f-ck a alibi
C#F#mC#DDmD#m
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
****** be on some stupid shit
Till they get hit, ain't that a bitch
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 ***** and 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
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AI 從音訊辨識的主旋律（以 F# 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
《Shooting Guns》調性為 F# 小調、速度約每分鐘 161 拍、整體情緒激昂。主要和弦為 C#、D、B、Dm。（以上為 AI 音訊分析，僅供參考）
歌詞解析
一句話主旨
以武力與威懾維護自身地位與權威。
主題
描繪黑幫文化中的權力對抗與生存遊戲，強調透過武裝與威脅樹立不容挑戰的立場。
情緒
充滿攻擊性、緊張感與自信的威嚇情緒，夾雜對敵人的蔑視與對自身力量的確信。
意象與手法
運用槍枝、彈藥、戰鬥場景等具象符號，結合直接粗暴的語言風格，營造出極端暴力與權力競逐的氛圍。
重點句解讀
1. 「Shoot your gun now make you a believer」
直譯「現在開槍，讓你成為信徒」，以武力作為驗證真實性的手段，暗示唯有經歷暴力才能承認對方的強勢地位。
2. 「Nothing is quite as it seems」
「表象未必真實」，暗指表面和平下隱藏的敵意，呼應歌詞中持續的緊張對峙狀態。
3. 「I got money to run so f-ck a alibi」
「我有錢逃跑，幹嘛需要辯解」，展現對法律與道德的漠視，強調以金錢與武力解決問題的邏輯。
4. 「You don't know who you f-cking with」
「你根本不曉得你惹了誰」，透過謔諷口吻強化自身不可輕視的威脅性。
適合情境
面對敵對勢力時的對峙場景、街頭幫派鬥爭的宣示，或個人在極端環境中自我保護的態度表達。
魔鏡站長解析
魔鏡站長
這首歌展現了一種強烈的街頭敘事風格，聽起來像是在深夜獨自駕車時，為了對抗周遭不確定感而建立的防衛機制。王俊傑在詮釋時，那種咄咄逼人的語氣，精準地勾勒出一個隨時處於備戰狀態、充滿攻擊性的角色，每一句歌詞都像是在宣示主權與危險距離。這種充滿火藥味的節奏，其實帶有一種冷冽的疏離感，彷彿在告訴聽者，表面上的繁華與強勢，背後往往藏著更深層的生存焦慮。
我特別喜歡他在處理這些關於衝突與防禦的文字時，那種不拖泥帶水的節奏感，將那種「看透虛假」的情緒發洩得淋漓盡致。這不是那種適合在大白天聆聽的輕快節奏，反而很適合在情緒需要出口、或者想感受那種極致硬派的節奏律動時放出來。如果你想嘗試看看什麼是真正的街頭硬漢美學，這首作品絕對能讓你感受到那股不妥協的銳利，聽完後會對那種遊走在危險邊緣的生命觀，產生一種既震撼又深刻的共鳴。
歌曲冷知識
・歌詞將「槍枝」與「雜誌」的英文單字「Ｇｕｎｓ」與「Ｍａｇａｚｉｎｅｓ」巧妙連結，暗喻火力與彈藥隨時準備就緒。
・運用「搖籃曲」與「永久小睡」的意象，將暴力衝突轉化為反諷式的冷酷告別，營造出強烈的對比感。
・歌詞中頻繁使用「彈匣」、「槍口」與「槍管」等詞彙，將街頭硬派的競爭氛圍描繪得極具臨場感。
・透過將對手比喻為「冒牌貨」與「卡通人物」，展現了歌手在歌曲中極度自信且不屑對手的強勢姿態。