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 - Popu Lady
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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
GFmCmGGm
Got my guns and magazines
CEmCA#mC
Ending up in front of me
GC
Nothing is quite as it seems
GF
F-ck with me and you will see
AmFAmGEmGC
Shoot your gun now make you a believer
GGmGDmFDmG
Now you better pray for somethin' more
GmGC
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
F
He gon' need more homies
CFmF
Ain't this a b tch i got an extended clip right on me
C
And my diamonds on my neck
DmG
I dare a nigga to scheme on it
C
The ruger on deck its hard to miss with that thing on it
FAmFDmC
I'll give your ass a permanent nap sing you a lullaby
CmGC
I got money to run so f-ck a alibi
DmAmCD
Shoot your gun now make you a believer
GG#C
Now you better pray for somethin' more
GFDmC
Yeah, I believe you when you say you tough nigga
F
All that means is you ****ed nigga
CD
I get the drop i'm on it
DmGC
Morning noon or night i spot-cha i gotcha
GEmEAm
Wake up cuffed to your bed your bed cops asking 'who shot-cha'
Dm
As the world turns believe it'll be learned
GEmC
The hollow tips burns and i ain't concerned if i ain't hit
AmC
And I ain't hit, so a nigga don't really give a shit
You don't know who you f-cking with
G
Come through dump more than a clip
Dm
Niggas be on some stupid shit
FDmF
Till they get hit, ain't that a b***h
DGC
K-i double shot gun barrel double
G
My homies front a couple and i move 'em on a double
Dm
Racks in the duffel
FDm
Mac with the muzzle
DGEmGm
Makin' circles in you all black like a tunnel
GC
I only know how to hustle
CmF
Can't stay outta trouble
CF
I got a big gun muthaf-ckers scuffle
CD
Kidd kidd will you ever change
GEmC
F-ck no pimps don't ride a game you already f-cking know
DmFDmEm
Got my guns and magazines
CGEmC
Ending up in front of me
AmDmGmDm
Nothing is quite as it seems
CCmC
F-ck with me and you will see
DGEmC
Shoot your gun now make you a believer
GDmCFCD
Now you better pray for something more
DmGC
Man, these niggas so fake, I call 'em knock off
GEmEAm
Like pringles i pop the top off
Dm
You ain't hot dog
GEm
You the f-cking micky mouse
C
I'm on fire like louisiana hot sauce
GF
Brand new j's cost a buck fifty nikka
CDmFC
Ya scuff these, I scar ya face buck 50 nigga
DDmGEmC
Been ****ing with them pigs, you a guinea nigga
GCmEAm
And ya always bakin, you's a skinny nigga
A#
I wear my gun like it's trendy nigga
Gm
You b*****s ain't shit, kitty litter
G#G#mG#AC#G#
Uh, see where all that bullshit getcha
D#m
Right in front of this pistol
C#F#
Got my guns and magazines
C#D#G#
Ending up in front of me
C#G#
Nothing is quite as it seems
FmFA#mD#m
F-ck with me and you will see
G#C#G#C#G#
Shoot your gun now make you a believer
D#mC#F#C#D#CmG#C#G#DmFA#mD#mG#C#BD#mFmC#G#F#A#mG#C#G#F#A#mF#A#mG#
Now you better pray for something more
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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、G、Dm、F。（以上為 AI 音訊分析，僅供參考）
歌詞解析
一句話主旨
以強勢與威懾態度面對挑戰，展現自我保護與反擊的決心。
主題
歌詞聚焦於街頭文化中的權力對抗與生存策略，描繪主角在充滿威脅的環境中，以武力與態度維護自身地位，並對挑衅者進行威嚇與反擊。
情緒
充滿張力與敵意，混合了自信、憤怒、誇耀與冷靜的威脅感，營造出緊張的對抗氛圍。
意象與手法
運用槍械、戰鬥、街頭符號等意象，結合重複的節奏與直接的語言，強化暴力與權力的象徵。透過具體場景（如「christening」「cuffed to your bed」）與俚語，凸顯街頭文化的粗礪與生存邏輯。
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「現在開槍讓你成為信徒」。解析：以暴力行動作為證明，暗示唯有透過實際對抗才能讓對方信服，強調力量與行動的絕對性。
2. 「I get the drop i'm on it」
引用原文短句，中文翻譯為「我一發現就出手」。解析：描繪迅速反應的戰鬥態度，展現主角對威脅的即時回應與掌控權。
3. 「You don't know who you f-cking with」
引用原文短句，中文翻譯為「你根本不曉得你在跟誰打交道」。解析：透過粗俗語言強調自身不可輕視的威脅性，並製造心理壓迫感。
4. 「I wear my gun like it's trendy nigga」
引用原文短句，中文翻譯為「我把槍當成時尚穿著」。解析：將武力與潮流結合，反映街頭文化中對權力與裝備的誇耀，並隱含對傳統價值的反叛。
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）。