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 - 艾敬
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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
C#m
Got my guns and magazines
C#C#mC#EC#
Ending up in front of me
G#C#A#mG#
Nothing is quite as it seems
C#G#mEmCm
F-ck with me and you will see
BmCCmG#mG#C#CmC#G#
Shoot your gun now make you a believer
CmG#D#G#mG#D#A#m
Now you better pray for somethin' more
DmF#mDm
I go to war 'til my heart stop
A#Dm
Niggas ain't listening
A#DmC#mED#EDm
Get the thumping and the dumping at your newborn's christening
A#mA#C#m
Tell your homie tell his homies
CmFmA#m
He gon' need more homies
F#F#mCGB
Ain't this a b tch i got an extended clip right on me
DD#mD
And my diamonds on my neck
C#FmAAm
I dare a nigga to scheme on it
CmF#DGmA
The ruger on deck its hard to miss with that thing on it
G#ED#C#Am
I'll give your ass a permanent nap sing you a lullaby
FmG#D#A#C#mA
I got money to run so f-ck a alibi
G#ED#GmA#mFG#EAD#C#
Shoot your gun now make you a believer
DGF#mCmD#F#mC
Now you better pray for somethin' more
GCmD#Cm
Yeah, I believe you when you say you tough nigga
A#mF#Em
All that means is you ****ed nigga
F#mDG
I get the drop i'm on it
CCmGAmEm
Morning noon or night i spot-cha i gotcha
CmG#mGG#CmC#m
Wake up cuffed to your bed your bed cops asking 'who shot-cha'
FGFm
As the world turns believe it'll be learned
ACCmA#Am
The hollow tips burns and i ain't concerned if i ain't hit
CmAmDm
And I ain't hit, so a nigga don't really give a shit
G#mAmF
You don't know who you f-cking with
FmDm
Come through dump more than a clip
D#mF#A
Niggas be on some stupid shit
AmFAm
Till they get hit, ain't that a b***h
GF#m
K-i double shot gun barrel double
DmBA#D#DDmA
My homies front a couple and i move 'em on a double
EA#mA#
Racks in the duffel
F#mG#mFm
Mac with the muzzle
C#DmA#BEm
Makin' circles in you all black like a tunnel
A#CFm
I only know how to hustle
F#FFm
Can't stay outta trouble
AmA#mF#A#mG#
I got a big gun muthaf-ckers scuffle
A#A#mC#
Kidd kidd will you ever change
FmC#FmC#A#mF
F-ck no pimps don't ride a game you already f-cking know
A#mC#A#mG#
Got my guns and magazines
CmGGmC#A#m
Ending up in front of me
FmC#mBmAGm
Nothing is quite as it seems
AmGEC#mG#mC#m
F-ck with me and you will see
GDmFmCmA#mDmGFC#AA#DmG
Shoot your gun now make you a believer
BEC#F#A#mD#mG#DmFmD#D#mA#m
Now you better pray for something more
CFmC#AA#mGmCm
Man, these niggas so fake, I call 'em knock off
G#mAA#mA#G#
Like pringles i pop the top off
AmA
You ain't hot dog
D#EG#mC
You the f-cking micky mouse
C#mG#C#DBmD#m
I'm on fire like louisiana hot sauce
CmBA#mG#m
Brand new j's cost a buck fifty nikka
C#D#mCmC#GC#
Ya scuff these, I scar ya face buck 50 nigga
A#mDmG#F#AmG
Been ****ing with them pigs, you a guinea nigga
CmGmDF#mF#A#m
And ya always bakin, you's a skinny nigga
G#mC#G#mC#mC#
I wear my gun like it's trendy nigga
G#C#G#m
You b*****s ain't shit, kitty litter
F#C#BF#mBA#mE
Uh, see where all that bullshit getcha
G#mC#G#
Right in front of this pistol
C#mC#C#m
Got my guns and magazines
BC#DmG#G#mDF#
Ending up in front of me
G#mD#G#C#mC
Nothing is quite as it seems
G#mGmC#mC#G#mG#
F-ck with me and you will see
C#mBECmEF#mF#D#mA#
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 G# 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 G# 大調、速度約每分鐘 129 拍、整體情緒歡快。主要和弦為 C#、A#m、G#、Cm。（以上為 AI 音訊分析，僅供參考）
歌詞解析
一句話主旨
以強烈的武力象徵與挑衅語氣，描繪面對威脅時的防禦與反擊心態。
主題
街頭生存哲學與權力對抗，探討在險惡環境中自我保護與威懾他人的態度。
情緒
充滿侵略性、警戒與不信任，夾雜憤怒與玩世不恭的自信。
意象與手法
運用槍械、鑽石、戰鬥等街頭文化符碼，以直接粗獷的語言強化威脅感，並透過重複句式強調「行動即真理」的邏輯。
重點句解讀
1. 「I dare a nigga to scheme on it」（我挑戰任何人打歪主意）
– 以挑釁口吻宣示不容侵犯的立場，將敵意轉化為主動戰鬥的邀請。
2. 「The hollow tips burns and i ain't concerned if i ain't hit」（空尖子彈燃燒著，即使未命中也無所畏懼）
– 表達即使未直接傷害對手，仍透過威懾力達到心理壓制的效果。
3. 「You don't know who you f-cking with」（你根本不曉得你對抗的是誰）
– 強調自身危險性與不可預測性，製造對手的焦慮感。
4. 「I wear my gun like it's trendy nigga」（我把槍當潮流穿著）
– 將武力裝扮成個人風格，反映街頭文化中力量與身份的連結。
適合情境
面對衝突危機時的防禦心態、街頭文化愛好者對抗壓迫的象徵性表達、或探討權力關係的批判性聽覺體驗。
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）。