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 - 戀楽屋
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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
F#
Got my guns and magazines
F#mC#
Ending up in front of me
A#mD#mF#
Nothing is quite as it seems
D#mG#C#
F-ck with me and you will see
F#F#mFmCG#
Shoot your gun now make you a believer
F#mC#
Now you better pray for somethin' more
F#
I go to war 'til my heart stop
****** ain't listening
D#mG#C#
Get the thumping and the dumping at your newborn's christening
Tell your homie tell his homies
He gon' need more homies
FmC#A#m
Ain't this a b tch i got an extended clip right on me
F#m
And my diamonds on my neck
Fm
I dare a nigga to scheme on it
A#mD#m
The ruger on deck its hard to miss with that thing on it
G#C#
I'll give your ass a permanent nap sing you a lullaby
F#
I got money to run so f-ck a alibi
FmD#mG#Fm
Shoot your gun now make you a believer
C#F#m
Now you better pray for somethin' more
FmD#m
Yeah, I believe you when you say you tough nigga
A#D#m
All that means is you ****ed nigga
F#mG#
I get the drop i'm on it
Morning noon or night i spot-cha i gotcha
FmA#m
Wake up cuffed to your bed your bed cops asking 'who shot-cha'
Fm
As the world turns believe it'll be learned
F#C#
The hollow tips burns and i ain't concerned if i ain't hit
FmF#
And I ain't hit, so a nigga don't really give a shit
FmA#m
You don't know who you f-cking with
D#m
Come through dump more than a clip
G#A#m
****** be on some stupid shit
Fm
Till they get hit, ain't that a bitch
F#Fm
K-i double shot gun barrel double
A#D#mFmC#
My homies front a couple and i move 'em on a double
F#
Racks in the duffel
G#
Mac with the muzzle
C#F#mC#C#m
Makin' circles in you all black like a tunnel
C#
I only know how to hustle
D#m
Can't stay outta trouble
D#G#
I got a big gun muthaf-ckers scuffle
D#m
Kidd kidd will you ever change
FmA#
F-ck no pimps don't ride a game you already f-cking know
D#m
Got my guns and magazines
Fm
Ending up in front of me
F#m
Nothing is quite as it seems
F-ck with me and you will see
G#F#FmAm
Shoot your gun now make you a believer
A#mFmF#C#D#m
Now you better pray for something more
FmA#mF#
Man, these niggas so fake, I call 'em knock off
G#A#m
Like pringles i pop the top off
Fm
You ain't hot dog
F#
You the f-cking micky mouse
FmA#D#mFm
I'm on fire like louisiana hot sauce
C#F#C#
Brand new j's cost a buck fifty nikka
G#C#F#m
Ya scuff these, I scar ya face buck 50 nigga
C#
Been ****ing with them pigs, you a guinea nigga
F#mC#mF#m
And ya always bakin, you's a skinny nigga
C#mF#m
I wear my gun like it's trendy nigga
C#
You ***** and ain't shit, kitty litter
A#mC#Fm
Uh, see where all that bullshit getcha
C#
Right in front of this pistol
Got my guns and magazines
A#D#mAG#F
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
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 C# 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 C# 大調、速度約每分鐘 92 拍、整體情緒溫暖。主要和弦為 Fm、C#、D#m、F#。（以上為 AI 音訊分析，僅供參考）
歌詞解析
一句話主旨
以強硬姿態面對衝突，展現生存與威懾的雙重態度。
主題
探討街頭文化中的權力對抗與自我防衛，透過武力與威脅表達對挑戰者的警告。
情緒
充滿敵意與緊張感，帶有侵略性與防備心，同時隱含對虛偽與弱者的蔑視。
意象與手法
運用槍枝、毒品、街頭俚語等符號建構暴力氛圍，以誇張敘事強化威脅感，並透過「hollow tips burns」等意象暗示無謂的衝突。
重點句解讀
1. 「I dare a nigga to scheme on it」（我挑戰任何想算計我的人）
直接表達對敵對者的挑釁，展現不畏威脅的態度。
2. 「Nothing is quite as it seems」（一切都不如表面所見）
提醒聽眾現實的複雜性，隱喻暴力背後可能隱藏更深的矛盾。
3. 「You don't know who you f-cking with」（你根本不曉得自己對付誰）
強調自身危險性，製造心理壓迫感。
4. 「I only know how to hustle / Can't stay outta trouble」（我只懂生存 / 難以避免麻煩）
揭露主角處於矛盾狀態，既被動捲入衝突，又主動以暴力自保。
適合情境
面對敵對勢力時的防禦心理、街頭文化中的權力博弈場景，或個人在壓迫環境中展現的強硬姿態。
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）。