Music Video

Lil Wayne - Gun Walk(ft. Gudda Gudda)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lil Wayne
Lil Wayne
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Carl Lilly
Carl Lilly
Songwriter
Jermaine Preyan
Jermaine Preyan
Songwriter
Jordan Houston
Jordan Houston
Songwriter
Bryan Christopher Williams
Bryan Christopher Williams
Songwriter
Dwayne Michael Carter, Jr.
Dwayne Michael Carter, Jr.
Songwriter
Michael Foster
Michael Foster
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Juicy J
Juicy J
Producer
Michael “BANGER” Cadahia
Recording Engineer
Sam Bohl
Sam Bohl
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Andy Rodriguez
Andy Rodriguez
Assistant Recording Engineer
Chris Athens
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer
Crazymike
Crazymike
Producer
Fabian Marasciullo
Fabian Marasciullo
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
(Yeah, ho)
I'm strapped up, ****, fuck a gun law (Yeah, ho)
See me walkin' with a limp, that's my gunwalk (Yeah, ho)
I don't do no arguin', I let the gun talk (Yeah, ho)
[Verse 2]
Yeah
I'm strapped up, ****, fuck a gun law (Yeah, ho)
See me walkin' with a limp, that's my gunwalk (Yeah, ho)
I don't do no arguin', I let the gun talk (Yeah, ho)
And it's no talkin' back when my gun talk (Yeah, ho)
See me walkin' with a limp, that's my gunwalk (Yeah, ho)
That's my gunwalk, ****, that's my gunwalk, yeah (Yeah, ho)
See me walkin' with a limp, that's my gunwalk (Yeah, ho)
That's my gunwalk, ****, that's my gunwalk, yeah (Yeah, ho)
[Verse 3]
Uh, fuck that ****, ho ass **** (Yeah, ho)
Leave that **** with a toe tag, ****
Barrel so long, you can pole dance, **** (Yeah, ho)
Run up in ya house, where the dope at ****?
Murder she wrote on a notepad, **** (Yeah, ho)
Light that **** up, smoke that ****
Stomp that ****, roast that **** (Yeah, ho)
I walk around with this shotgun
And this bitch bigger than me, **** (Yeah, ho)
Don't open up yo' fuckin' mouth
'Cause I pull the trigger like teeth, **** (Yeah, ho)
Shoot 'em up, then leave, ****
I smell Summer's Eve, **** (Yeah, ho)
We shoot first, it's better
To give than receive, **** (Yeah, ho)
[Verse 4]
I'm strapped up, ****, fuck a gun law (Yeah, ho)
See me walkin' with a limp, that's my gunwalk (Yeah, ho)
I don't do no arguin', I let the gun talk (Yeah, ho)
[Verse 5]
Yeah
I'm strapped up, ****, fuck a gun law (Yeah, ho)
See me walkin' with a limp, that's my gunwalk (Yeah, ho)
I don't do no arguin', I let the gun talk (Yeah, ho)
And it's no talkin' back when my gun talk (Yeah, ho)
[Verse 6]
Keep that ho shit over there (Yeah, ho)
And we don't shoot in the air (Yeah, ho)
I can't fuck with these ****
Man these **** gummy bears (Yeah, ho)
Hair trigger on a gun
I pull that motherfucka hair (Yeah, ho)
It's like man, you can't trust nobody
I don't even have a trust fund (Yeah, ho)
Don't buck, ****, don't stunt, ****
Don't duck, ****, 'cause I duck hunt (Yeah, ho)
Bitch rock with me, that Glock with me
That choppa with me, obviously (Yeah, ho)
I'ma empty this motherfucker
That's fifty shots, approximately (Yeah, ho)
Now, fuck with me, get fucked over
Emergency room, rushed over (Yeah, ho)
Hollow tips, in the clip
My gun loaded, yours sober (Yeah, ho)
I pull yo cord like a lawn mower
Fall back or I'm goin' forward (Yeah, ho)
I see you got yo' gun drawn
I'll send you back to the drawin' board, Lil' Tunechi (Yeah, ho)
[Verse 7]
See me walkin' with a limp, that's my gunwalk, yeah (Yeah, ho)
That's my gunwalk, ****, that's my gunwalk, Tune (Yeah, ho)
See me walkin' with a limp, that's my gunwalk (Yeah, ho)
No talk back (That's my gun walk)
When I cock back (****, that's my gunwalk)
Yeah, ho (Yeah)
[Verse 8]
Walkin' 'round this muhfucka limpin' (Yeah, ho)
'Cause the nose on the pistol 'bout as long as Scotty Pippen's (Yeah, ho)
On a molly and I'm twisted, throw ya body with the fishes (Yeah, ho)
Double back around that corner and I'm bodying the witness (Yeah, ho)
Uh, real **** don't talk much, do drive by's and walk ups (Yeah, ho)
Lame rappers that talk tough get a broke jaw, star struck (Yeah, ho)
I don't fuck with lame ****, I got good aim, **** (Yeah, ho)
Pop a pill, pop you, my nickname is Painkiller (Yeah , ho)
I'm still that same ****, East side, I rep that (Yeah, ho)
Pussy **** better get right, or where I see you, you get left at (Yeah, ho)
Use the rifle as my crutch, that's my gunwalk (Yeah, ho)
Or we can hold a conversation, let the guns talk
Gudda
[Verse 9]
(Yeah-yeah-yeah, ho)
I'm strapped up, ****, fuck a gun law (Yeah, ho)
See me walkin' with a limp, that's my gunwalk (Yeah, ho)
I don't do no arguin', I let the gun talk (Yeah, ho)
And it's no talkin' back when it go off (Yeah, ho)
(You speechless, you speechless)
I'm strapped up, **** fuck a gun law (Yeah, ho)
(You speechless, you speechless)
See me walkin' with a limp, that's my gunwalk (Yeah, ho)
(You speechless, you speechless)
I don't do no arguin', I let the gun talk (Yeah, ho)
(You speechless, you speechless)
(When I cock back!)
[Verse 10]
See me walkin' with a limp, that's my gunwalk (Yeah, ho)
That's my gunwalk, ****, that's my gunwalk, yeah (Yeah, ho)
See me walkin' with a limp, that's my gunwalk (Yeah, ho)
That's my gunwalk, ****, that's my gunwalk (Yeah, ho)
Written by: Bryan Christopher Williams, Carl Lilly, D. Carter, Jermaine Preyan, Jordan Houston, M. Foster
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