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 - SmashRegz
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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
AAmEmDm
Got my guns and magazines
ADDm
Ending up in front of me
F#mDmFF#mE
Nothing is quite as it seems
AmG#mCmGmEmAm
F-ck with me and you will see
DAmBAmADCAm
Shoot your gun now make you a believer
DAmDADmEmD#
Now you better pray for somethin' more
F#mC#F#mD
I go to war 'til my heart stop
EmAm
****** ain't listening
FDDmCmAm
Get the thumping and the dumping at your newborn's christening
A
Tell your homie tell his homies
AmA
He gon' need more homies
AmF#mDmAm
Ain't this a b tch i got an extended clip right on me
A
And my diamonds on my neck
F#mAmD
I dare a nigga to scheme on it
AmDmADAmA
The ruger on deck its hard to miss with that thing on it
C#mD
I'll give your ass a permanent nap sing you a lullaby
AmD#G#
I got money to run so f-ck a alibi
CCmFCCmF#mGDGmF
Shoot your gun now make you a believer
A#FFmCmEmGmGGm
Now you better pray for somethin' more
EmGmC
Yeah, I believe you when you say you tough nigga
AmEmCmD
All that means is you ****ed nigga
C
I get the drop i'm on it
A#mC#DmFFmD
Morning noon or night i spot-cha i gotcha
ACGEmD
Wake up cuffed to your bed your bed cops asking 'who shot-cha'
AmF#mF
As the world turns believe it'll be learned
F#mDmAm
The hollow tips burns and i ain't concerned if i ain't hit
DmDAmEmAm
And I ain't hit, so a nigga don't really give a shit
D
You don't know who you f-cking with
DmEmD
Come through dump more than a clip
F
****** be on some stupid shit
AmDF
Till they get hit, ain't that a bitch
F#mDF#mAD
K-i double shot gun barrel double
AmADmAmG
My homies front a couple and i move 'em on a double
DmAm
Racks in the duffel
F#mD
Mac with the muzzle
FAAmD
Makin' circles in you all black like a tunnel
AD
I only know how to hustle
AmA
Can't stay outta trouble
AmF#mD#Am
I got a big gun muthaf-ckers scuffle
Kidd kidd will you ever change
EmDmDFEmF
F-ck no pimps don't ride a game you already f-cking know
DmCFmD#mCm
Got my guns and magazines
CGC#G
Ending up in front of me
FA#mC#F
Nothing is quite as it seems
DmGmEmG
F-ck with me and you will see
GmAmCFCGmEmC
Shoot your gun now make you a believer
FFmA#mGEmGGmC
Now you better pray for something more
AmC
Man, these niggas so fake, I call 'em knock off
GGmCmGmG
Like pringles i pop the top off
A#F
You ain't hot dog
FmA#
You the f-cking micky mouse
GGmGAm
I'm on fire like louisiana hot sauce
C
Brand new j's cost a buck fifty nikka
GC#GGm
Ya scuff these, I scar ya face buck 50 nigga
FmFC#
Been ****ing with them pigs, you a guinea nigga
GGmAmG#mDmA
And ya always bakin, you's a skinny nigga
ED
I wear my gun like it's trendy nigga
F#mAFAmEm
You ***** and ain't shit, kitty litter
A#DmDA
Uh, see where all that bullshit getcha
AmEm
Right in front of this pistol
AFC#m
Got my guns and magazines
AmDmAFAm
Ending up in front of me
EDDmC#mD
Nothing is quite as it seems
F#mA
F-ck with me and you will see
Shoot your gun now make you a believer
Now you better pray for something more
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AI 從音訊辨識的主旋律（以 A 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 A 小調、速度約每分鐘 108 拍、整體情緒憂傷。主要和弦為 Am、D、A、F。（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威脅語氣，詮釋街頭文化中的生存掙扎與權力關係。
主題
街頭生存、暴力威脅、個人防衛與權力展示。
情緒
焦躁、敵對、自負與不安的緊張感。
意象與手法
運用槍枝、彈藥、黑幫符碼等具象符號，搭配重複句式與誇張口語，營造出充滿敵意的氛圍。
重點句解讀
1. 「Nothing is quite as it seems」（表象之下藏有危險）
隱喻表面和平下潛藏的暴力威脅，呼應歌詞中反覆強調的「F-ck with me and you will see」。
2. 「I dare a nigga to scheme on it」（挑釁對手的貪婪）
直接挑戰對方的企圖心，將個人裝備（如鑽石、槍枝）轉化為對抗的資本。
3. 「The hollow tips burns and I ain't concerned if I ain't hit」（無所畏懼的態度）
即使未擊中目標，仍以威懾力壓制對手，展現對暴力的冷靜掌控。
4. 「You don't know who you f-cking with」（強調自身危險性）
直接警告對方未認識自身所面對的對手，凸顯街頭文化中的階層與權力關係。
適合情境
面對衝突威脅時的防衛心態、街頭文化議題討論、或探討暴力與權力關係的創作啟發。
魔鏡站長解析
魔鏡站長
這首歌像是一場暗夜裡的街頭實錄，聽著節奏落下，那種緊繃又充滿張力的氣勢瞬間就把人拽進了他們的生存邏輯裡。我不覺得這只是在堆砌硬派的狠話，更多的是一種對環境的防衛機制，字裡行間透著一種「把生活過得像場戰爭」的無奈與張狂。這種冷冽的敘事，很適合在深夜獨自開車，或是想把情緒調整到極致專注的時刻聽。
雖然歌詞談論的是街頭的衝撞與火藥味，但你細聽那種節奏的鋪排，其實藏著他們對自我身分與生存態度的堅持。那種不服輸、不屑於虛假情誼的口吻，其實挺真實的。這不是那種會讓你心情愉悅的旋律，但當你想要感受某種原始的、不加修飾的衝勁時，這首歌會是很好的選擇。它提醒著我們，在看似平靜的表面下，每個人其實都有一套保護自己的武裝，只是看你願不願意去解讀那背後的孤獨與狂妄。
歌曲冷知識
・歌詞以「槍枝」作為核心意象，將冰冷的武器比喻為日常配戴的飾品，展現出強烈的街頭侵略性與自信。
・運用大量雙關語法，例如將「一塊五」的價格與臉上的「刀疤」諧音對應，強化了對峙時的威脅感與壓迫力。
・節奏緊湊且充滿挑釁意味的詞彙，描繪出全天候備戰的街頭生活，適合在需要宣洩情緒或追求強烈聽覺刺激的場景聆聽。
・透過「搖籃曲」與「洗禮」等反差意象，將原本溫暖的詞彙轉化為暴力美學的修辭，精準刻畫出冷酷無情的對決氛圍。