This is a song about "Gun down"

I gun down all creatures, believers, preachers and leaders!

Know it hurts that she flirts with a nigga this is worse

Feel it or oww, pointin' the gun at me? put that silly gun down.

They stop the whole game everytime i come around

Thats a nice gun you have

And when it come to the cash

Ever since then i had no job

From blunt smoke to gun smoke

Rap a tommy gun and shoot you down like a gangster

And served it to the public on a silver platter

Two thousand one born a son of a gun

Killing our dreams, stealing our vision

See, i'm second to no one

Escaping from my fucken gun

Rap a tommy gun and shoot you down like a gangster

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her