Who Got Gunz Lyrics - Gang Starr feat. Fat Joe & M.O.P.

M.O.P. The Ownerz cover art
Release information
Release Date: 2003-6-24
Genre: Hip Hop
Style: Conscious
length: 3:37
producer: DJ Premier
vocal: Guru
guest: Fat Joe, Lil’ Fame and Billy Danze
co-producer: Guru
composer: DJ Premier, Guru
lyricist: Guru, Fat Joe, Billy Danze, Lil’ Fame
Yeah uh, GangStarr
Crack Man, M.O.P. uh, BX, Brooknam, haha come on
Living legends, ya heard me?(yeah uh yo uh)
I got seven Mac 11s about eight .38 nine nines, Mac 10s
Man this **** never end even if the apple won't spin
I reach in my back pocket and blast you and his twin
*****z yellin' out the window "Joe's at it again"
But this bastard's got lawyers, keep him outta the pen
I mean feds want to knock me just 'cause I'm cocky
An arrogant ****, wave "Hi" when they watch me
Can't stop me every time official

Better find my residuals or this nine gone lift you
"He was a fine individual" what the papers scriptured
Had him on the front page in his graduation pictures
And they probably never hit you if you brought your glock
Me and my gat like Wilson, we all we got
We walk the scorchin' blocks with the hawk on top
Even if the old ladies love to call the cops I got guns

You got, he got, they got
M dot, O dot, P my ***** we got guns
Big ones, extra large heat
Humongous **** that won't fit up under your car seat
Pop in a heart beat keep the cannon in my reach
Lay you flat on your back like you was tannin on the beach
We keep them damn thangs full of hollows
And I'm from Christopher *****, bang with the Wallace
Fit raw this ***** you ain't loco
You're buttocks big boy, your heart pumps Sunoco
Brownsville deep in my genes
I show you +bad boy+ for real,
Keep thinkin' **** is Peaches and Cream
We'll run you down, MO-Ps hunt ya down
Gun ya down, guns sing like blow
Raise up **** pot my biscuit for my *****
O.G. had quick **** we got guns

We got, we got, they got (guns)
Crazy ill, man rowdy
I gots it locked
Bringin' the noise, bringin' the funk, pop the lock
But only if you feel this ****
We got, we got, they got (guns)
Crazy ill, man rowdy
I gots it locked
Bringin' the noise, bringin' the funk

Nowadays my priorities ain't based on fun
I'm tryna cop some more property and in case of them guns
Sick society's got Guru protectin' his fam
**** Prudential, I got my own protection plan
Respect me man, I'm on a mission so to speak
You're too dumb to play your position so unique
I'll trade 'way your meat ****** vacate the streets
GangStarr, First Fam, and TS, we way deep
And even if you had a thought to move on us
Our fire power will devour, ***** you'll chew on dust
Slow death, no rep, hollows have you gaspin'
You rich just for you, he got a lavish casket
Call us savage bastards usin' all means necessary
It's only customary, it's you we got to bury
We'll dead your homo thug network
Head shots make your head jerk
My lock's been in the roof, he's an expert

Who got a problem? It's already been established
I'll come through your town with a pound like a savage
Still throwin' down on the grounds that I'm average
Can I hear for a gangster? (yeah *****)
It's always some **** but it's always a clip
To re-route your doubts and see what you about
Your homeboy's a snitch and your bossman's a *****
We takin' over these bricks (is that so)
Doin' underhanded ****, I'll shoot you in your abdomen
You fraud, you're movin' like a broad with this ****** ****
And you deserve a hole in the back of your **********in'
Head the doctor can't fix on the concrete, we palm heat like soldiers
Spit one in your whip and flip your **** over
Keep in mind whatever the nine spit
It's only as good as the ***** behind it ***** we got guns

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CD 1
  • 1 Intro (HQ, Goo, Panch)
  • 2 Put Up or Shut Up
  • 3 Werdz From the Ghetto Child
  • 4 Sabotage
  • 5 Rite Where U Stand
  • 6 Skills
  • 7 Deadly Habitz
  • 8 Nice Girl, Wrong Place
  • 9 Peace of Mine
  • 10 Who Got Gunz
  • 11 Capture (Militia, Part 3)
  • 13 Riot Akt
  • 14 (Hiney)
  • 15 Same Team, No Games
  • 16 In This Life…
  • 17 The Ownerz
  • 18 Zonin’
  • 19 Eulogy