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 - 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]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
F#
Got my guns and magazines
C#
Ending up in front of me
D#mD#A#m
Nothing is quite as it seems
D#mG#A#mD#A#F
F-ck with me and you will see
FmG#A#mC#G#C#G#mA#mD#mA#mF#mF#
Shoot your gun now make you a believer
FmG#D#mC#G#mC#D#C#Fm
Now you better pray for somethin' more
I go to war 'til my heart stop
C#F#
Niggas ain't listening
A#mC#FmG#
Get the thumping and the dumping at your newborn's christening
FmA#m
Tell your homie tell his homies
F#D#mD#
He gon' need more homies
A#mD#GmF#A#C#G#
Ain't this a b tch i got an extended clip right on me
And my diamonds on my neck
D#A#mC#
I dare a nigga to scheme on it
G#C#D#mA#mF#
The ruger on deck its hard to miss with that thing on it
G#G#mD#C#G#
I'll give your ass a permanent nap sing you a lullaby
C#G#C#Fm
I got money to run so f-ck a alibi
F#A#mF#C#F#FmG#
Shoot your gun now make you a believer
FmA#mF#D#mG#A#G#C#FmC#
Now you better pray for somethin' more
G#mC#
Yeah, I believe you when you say you tough nigga
F#G#
All that means is you ****ed nigga
Fm
I get the drop i'm on it
G#A#mA#D#m
Morning noon or night i spot-cha i gotcha
FmG#FmG#C#
Wake up cuffed to your bed your bed cops asking 'who shot-cha'
FmC#
As the world turns believe it'll be learned
Gm
The hollow tips burns and i ain't concerned if i ain't hit
A#mCFm
And I ain't hit, so a nigga don't really give a shit
A#
You don't know who you f-cking with
C#
Come through dump more than a clip
D#mA#mF#D#m
Niggas be on some stupid shit
F
Till they get hit, ain't that a b***h
A#m
K-i double shot gun barrel double
FmG#FmF#
My homies front a couple and i move 'em on a double
C#
Racks in the duffel
D#m
Mac with the muzzle
G#G#mD#m
Makin' circles in you all black like a tunnel
F#C#
I only know how to hustle
A#mC#F#
Can't stay outta trouble
I got a big gun muthaf-ckers scuffle
C#
Kidd kidd will you ever change
F#C#
F-ck no pimps don't ride a game you already f-cking know
FmC#
Got my guns and magazines
D#mF#D#mF#G#Fm
Ending up in front of me
G#A#m
Nothing is quite as it seems
C#G#D#mG#D#m
F-ck with me and you will see
G#mG#C#G#G#mC#G#C#
Shoot your gun now make you a believer
D#mF#G#G#mG#FmC#G#C#
Now you better pray for something more
FmC#
Man, these niggas so fake, I call 'em knock off
F#D#mF#
Like pringles i pop the top off
Fm
You ain't hot dog
C#FmA#m
You the f-cking micky mouse
D#mG#C#
I'm on fire like louisiana hot sauce
Brand new j's cost a buck fifty nikka
F#FmG#Fm
Ya scuff these, I scar ya face buck 50 nigga
C#A#m
Been ****ing with them pigs, you a guinea nigga
D#mG#FmG#C#
And ya always bakin, you's a skinny nigga
G#m
I wear my gun like it's trendy nigga
D#GmA#mFmC
You b*****s ain't shit, kitty litter
FmFA#D#m
Uh, see where all that bullshit getcha
Right in front of this pistol
A#F
Got my guns and magazines
A#mFm
Ending up in front of me
G#FmG#F#
Nothing is quite as it seems
C#D#mG#D#m
F-ck with me and you will see
G#mG#C#A#mC#
Shoot your gun now make you a believer
G#D#G#F#C#A#mC#F#C#D#mC#G#G#mC#A#mC#G#C#mC#G#C#D#mF#G#C#G#G#mC#G#C#G#C#FmCFmG#FmC#F#FmA#mD#mD#G#mD#mG#C#FmG#mG#C#G#C#
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 161 拍、整體情緒歡快。主要和弦為 C#、G#、Fm、F#。（以上為 AI 音訊分析，僅供參考）
歌詞解析
一句話主旨
以槍戰與威脅象徵權力與生存的掙扎。
主題
街頭文化中的暴力對抗與自我保護意識，探討權力結構下個人的防衛與侵略性。
情緒
緊張、威脅與自戀式的自信，帶有對抗與蔑視的侵略性語氣。
意象與手法
運用槍枝、彈藥、戰爭等暴力符號建構權力場域，以重複節奏與粗鄙語言強化街頭語境，透過「彈藥無限」與「永不停止的戰鬥」隱喻生存壓力。
重點句解讀
1. 「Shoot your gun now make you a believer」
引用原文短句，意指「現在開槍便能讓你成為信徒」，暗示武力是唯一真理，暴力成為驗證現實的手段。
2. 「I go to war 'til my heart stop」
「我將戰鬥至心臟停止」，展現不計代價的對抗意志，將生存與戰鬥直接畫上等號。
3. 「You don't know who you f-cking with」
「你根本不知道自己在惹誰」，透過粗俗語氣強化對手的無知與自身的威脅性，建立心理優勢。
4. 「Brand new j's cost a buck fifty nikka」
「全新球鞋要五塊五美元」，以物質標籤隱喻社會階層差異，暗示暴力行為背後的經濟與社會壓迫。
適合情境
面對威脅時的強硬態度，或在競爭激烈的環境中展現自我保護意識。
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）。