We Got Guns

My little homie's got way more kora than you And you could try to roll up, we'll just do what we do And I ain't lyin', we got guns, we got ammo, we got clips We ain't trippin', we get sick for that Norwalk Click They say they're comin' for my life but it don't mean shit I'm 'bout to show these levas the real meaning of sick I keep my pistol loaded, like 24/7 I got so much artillery, they call me Armageddon I'm livin' like a soldier, one that's suicidal Leave 'em D.O.A ese, dead on arrival Never feel remorse 'cause that's the way I was taught I'll take away your life and with only one shot Go and hit it, roll up, you should know where to come But don't let the name fool you, I got big, big guns Puttin' in work but my familia's to blame 'Cause all my family's Walkero, so I gotta gangbang My little homie's got way more kora than you And you could try to roll up, we'll just do what we do And I ain't lyin', we got guns, we got ammo, we got clips We ain't trippin', we get sick for that Norwalk Click My little homie's got way more kora than you And you could try to roll up, we'll just do what we do And I ain't lyin', we got guns, we got ammo, we got clips We ain't trippin', we get sick for that Norwalk Click Don't make me pull the trigger back while aiming at you I bet a hydro shock bullet puts an end to our feud I got a thick vendetta for my fallen Walkeros Smokin' all these levas, like I'm smokin' the leno When you could ask anybody 'cause they know I'm legit And Lil' Cuete talks about that serio shit I could rotten you in day or night like if it was nothing I keep a bullet in the chamber, pull the trigger start dumpin' And ese Cuete, he's somethin', that you couldn't be I got plenty and many 'stilos, that you couldn't see And you could come and try to take it but survival's a must 'Cause me and my Walkeros know that you ain't fuckin' with us, what? My little homie's got way more kora than you And you could try to roll up, we'll just do what we do And I ain't lyin', we got guns, we got ammo, we got clips We ain't trippin', we get sick for that Norwalk Click My little homie's got way more kora than you And you could try to roll up, we'll just do what we do And I ain't lyin', we got guns, we got ammo, we got clips We ain't trippin', we get sick for that Norwalk Click I'm takin' a life, to be specific, it's yours I got my soldiers strapped up and we're ready for war We can go toe-to-toe or we could all get down I'm talkin' 'bout matching guns and going 'round for 'round I've been in crazier shit than dealing with you I've got a million other cholos trying to get me too It doesn't start with me, check my family line I was brought up to be crazy and sick in the mind Ain't no question about it, I represent till I die I got this music thing locked down without even trying I put that on my life, I won't settle for less Man, I'm a gangbang till the day they put me to rest, so c'mon My little homie's got way more kora than you And you could try to roll up, we'll just do what we do And I ain't lyin', we got guns, we got ammo, we got clips We ain't trippin', we get sick for that Norwalk Click My little homie's got way more kora than you And you could try to roll up, we'll just do what we do And I ain't lyin', we got guns, we got ammo, we got clips We ain't trippin', we get sick for that Norwalk Click