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 - 衛詩
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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
C#BD#m
Got my guns and magazines
G#mD#m
Ending up in front of me
C#
Nothing is quite as it seems
G#mBD#m
F-ck with me and you will see
BD#m
Shoot your gun now make you a believer
Fm
Now you better pray for somethin' more
B
I go to war 'til my heart stop
****** ain't listening
Get the thumping and the dumping at your newborn's christening
D#m
Tell your homie tell his homies
He gon' need more homies
Fm
Ain't this a b tch i got an extended clip right on me
And my diamonds on my neck
C#B
I dare a nigga to scheme on it
The ruger on deck its hard to miss with that thing on it
D#m
I'll give your ass a permanent nap sing you a lullaby
G#D#m
I got money to run so f-ck a alibi
FmC#B
Shoot your gun now make you a believer
Now you better pray for somethin' more
D#mG#D#m
Yeah, I believe you when you say you tough nigga
Fm
All that means is you ****ed nigga
C#
I get the drop i'm on it
BD#mB
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
C#D#m
And I ain't hit, so a nigga don't really give a shit
C#
You don't know who you f-cking with
Come through dump more than a clip
B
****** be on some stupid shit
Till they get hit, ain't that a bitch
C#C#mF#
K-i double shot gun barrel double
C#B
My homies front a couple and i move 'em on a double
C#
Racks in the duffel
D#m
Mac with the muzzle
C#B
Makin' circles in you all black like a tunnel
I only know how to hustle
Can't stay outta trouble
G#mB
I got a big gun muthaf-ckers scuffle
D#mF#B
Kidd kidd will you ever change
F#BD#m
F-ck no pimps don't ride a game you already f-cking know
C#
Got my guns and magazines
A#mF#
Ending up in front of me
BF#BD#m
Nothing is quite as it seems
DD#m
F-ck with me and you will see
G#D#mFm
Shoot your gun now make you a believer
C#B
Now you better pray for something more
D#m
Man, these niggas so fake, I call 'em knock off
Fm
Like pringles i pop the top off
You ain't hot dog
C#
You the f-cking micky mouse
B
I'm on fire like louisiana hot sauce
Brand new j's cost a buck fifty nikka
G#mB
Ya scuff these, I scar ya face buck 50 nigga
C#mD#mD#
Been ****ing with them pigs, you a guinea nigga
C#B
And ya always bakin, you's a skinny nigga
C#
I wear my gun like it's trendy nigga
C#m
You ***** and ain't shit, kitty litter
BF#C#D#m
Uh, see where all that bullshit getcha
C#
Right in front of this pistol
B
Got my guns and magazines
Ending up in front of me
Nothing is quite as it seems
D#mG#m
F-ck with me and you will see
BD#mC#A#m
Shoot your gun now make you a believer
BD#mC#BD#mC#A#mBF#D#m
Now you better pray for something more
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AI 從音訊辨識的主旋律（以 D# 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 D# 小調、速度約每分鐘 72 拍、整體情緒憂傷。主要和弦為 B、D#m、C#、F#。（以上為 AI 音訊分析，僅供參考）
歌詞解析
一句話主旨
以強硬姿態面對威脅，展現自我保護與權力象徵。
主題
歌詞聚焦於街頭生存的暴力與權力對抗，透過武力與財富象徵傳達警告與自衛意圖，反映現實中的衝突與生存哲學。
情緒
充滿張力與威脅感，混合憤怒、自信與冷靜的敵意，情緒層次從誇耀轉向戰鬥決心。
意象與手法
運用槍支、鑽石、幫派語言等街頭符碼，搭配重複的戰鬥宣言與對比手法（如「money to run so f-ck a alibi」），強化暴力與金錢共存的權力結構。
重點句解讀
1. 「Shoot your gun now make you a believer」
引用原文短句，中文翻譯為「現在開槍吧，讓你成為信徒」。解析：以暴力行動作為驗證手段，暗示唯有經歷衝突才能承認對方的強勢地位，展現武力至上的邏輯。
2. 「I go to war 'til my heart stop」
中文翻譯為「我將戰鬥至心臟停止」。解析：極端化的戰鬥意志，將生存與死亡視為同一條路徑，凸顯無退讓的決絕態度。
3. 「You don't know who you f-cking with」
中文翻譯為「你根本不知道你惹了誰」。解析：直接威嚇對方低估自身實力，強調自身不可輕視的威脅性。
適合情境
適合面對衝
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）。