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 - 車子
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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
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Ending up in front of me
Nothing is quite as it seems
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F-ck with me and you will see
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Shoot your gun now make you a believer
AEEmEAAmCG
Now you better pray for somethin' more
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I go to war 'til my heart stop
AFE
Niggas ain't listening
AmAGC
Get the thumping and the dumping at your newborn's christening
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Tell your homie tell his homies
EmAm
He gon' need more homies
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Ain't this a b tch i got an extended clip right on me
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And my diamonds on my neck
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I dare a nigga to scheme on it
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The ruger on deck its hard to miss with that thing on it
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I'll give your ass a permanent nap sing you a lullaby
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I got money to run so f-ck a alibi
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Shoot your gun now make you a believer
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Now you better pray for somethin' more
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Yeah, I believe you when you say you tough nigga
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All that means is you ****ed nigga
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I get the drop i'm on it
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Morning noon or night i spot-cha i gotcha
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Wake up cuffed to your bed your bed cops asking 'who shot-cha'
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As the world turns believe it'll be learned
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The hollow tips burns and i ain't concerned if i ain't hit
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And I ain't hit, so a nigga don't really give a shit
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You don't know who you f-cking with
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Come through dump more than a clip
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Niggas be on some stupid shit
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Till they get hit, ain't that a b***h
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K-i double shot gun barrel double
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My homies front a couple and i move 'em on a double
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Racks in the duffel
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Mac with the muzzle
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Makin' circles in you all black like a tunnel
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I only know how to hustle
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Can't stay outta trouble
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I got a big gun muthaf-ckers scuffle
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Kidd kidd will you ever change
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F-ck no pimps don't ride a game you already f-cking know
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Got my guns and magazines
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Ending up in front of me
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Nothing is quite as it seems
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F-ck with me and you will see
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Shoot your gun now make you a believer
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Now you better pray for something more
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Man, these niggas so fake, I call 'em knock off
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Like pringles i pop the top off
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You ain't hot dog
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You the f-cking micky mouse
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I'm on fire like louisiana hot sauce
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Brand new j's cost a buck fifty nikka
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Ya scuff these, I scar ya face buck 50 nigga
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Been ****ing with them pigs, you a guinea nigga
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And ya always bakin, you's a skinny nigga
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I wear my gun like it's trendy nigga
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You b*****s ain't shit, kitty litter
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Uh, see where all that bullshit getcha
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Right in front of this pistol
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Got my guns and magazines
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Ending up in front of me
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Nothing is quite as it seems
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F-ck with me and you will see
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Shoot your gun now make you a believer
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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
《We Shooting》調性為 D# 小調、速度約每分鐘 129 拍、整體情緒激昂。主要和弦為 D#m、G#、E、F#。（以上為 AI 音訊分析，僅供參考）
歌詞解析
一句話主旨
展現饒舌歌手在險惡環境中，以武裝姿態建立威信與防禦意識的強硬姿態。
主題
街頭生存法則、權力展現、防衛心態與自我宣示。
情緒
充滿敵意、挑釁、狂傲且冷酷。
意象與手法
歌曲運用大量關於槍械與暴力的意象，將「武裝」視為日常生活的標配。透過直白的語言、對比修辭（如將對手比作卡通角色）以及極具壓迫感的節奏，營造出強烈的街頭衝突氛圍，強調個人在險惡環境中的生存與強勢。
重點句解讀
一、「Nothing is quite as it seems」：意指眼前的環境充滿虛偽與變數，無法輕易信任他人，體現了警戒心理。
二、「Shoot your gun now make you a believer」：將暴力行為轉化為一種讓人「信服」的手段，暗示唯有透過實力對抗，才能讓對手認清現實。
三、「I'll give your ass a permanent nap sing you a lullaby」：以「永久的午睡」與「唱搖籃曲」作為死亡的隱喻，展現出對暴力行為的冷漠與輕蔑態度。
四、「I wear my gun like it's trendy」：將槍械視為日常配飾，將危險常態化，強化了其隨時處於備戰狀態的侵略性形象。
適合情境
適合在追求強烈節奏感、需要展現硬派態度或宣洩對抗情緒的場合聆聽。
魔鏡站長解析
魔鏡站長
這首歌聽起來帶著一股強烈的街頭狠勁，車子用一種不留餘地的口吻，把那種面對挑釁時的防備與反擊，唱得非常直接。整首歌的節奏感很強，像是在冷冽的夜裡，看著一個人在城市邊緣遊走，對於那些虛張聲勢的對手，他選擇用最硬派的方式來回應。那種對於自身處境的堅持，以及對周遭虛偽人事的嗤之以鼻，透過字裡行間的張力完全展露出來。
其實聽這種風格的饒舌，重點不在於歌詞本身多麼暴戾，而是那種「我不惹事但也不怕事」的態度。你會發現他在描述槍火與衝突時，心境卻異常冷靜，甚至帶著一點戲謔，彷彿這一切不過是街頭生存的日常。如果你在深夜裡需要一點力量，或者想感受那種不被生活瑣事牽制的決絕，這首節奏分明的作品，或許能讓你體會那種毫無保留的真實。這不僅僅是關於衝突，更像是一場關於自我價值與邊界的宣示。
歌曲冷知識
・歌詞中運用大量的槍械意象與街頭術語，營造出強烈且具侵略性的硬派氛圍。
・透過「搖籃曲」與「新生兒洗禮」等生活化場景，反襯出歌曲中劍拔弩張的衝突感，增添了視覺上的張力。
・運用押韻巧思，將「槍管」與「雙倍」等發音連結，強化了節奏的推進力與聽覺上的爽快感。
・歌詞後半段巧妙地將品牌與食物比擬為對手的虛假，展現出自信滿滿且無所畏懼的態度。