Ludacris We Got Lyrics

p Are you looking for Ludacris lyrics for song We Got? You've come to the right place. We Got is a song played by Ludacris. /p p[Ludacris]br DTP we got them guns that go...br br [I-20]br Yea I'm all about that pistol playa, cold blooded killabr Niggaz recognize my name, I dub the young dealerbr You better tell ya man that with the gauges I'm nicebr Ill shoot up yall white shirts until yall look like dicebr But I'm through with all the talking time to show all you niggazbr I 2-0, I'm like J-Lo...going through niggazbr DTP we aint plying if you try to get our penbr A.K's get ta spraying like...br Bottom line that mean I'm bout it, any nigga want it, doubt itbr Bust you in the broad day, on the street that's fully crowdedbr Find our hole and fagots there, just for thinking its rapbr And tell that pretty bitch thug we got some pretty big gatsbr Chaka say I'm shot out, and I tend to agreebr So you should what you saying if it's intended for mebr So be careful what you starting, let my fingers do the walkingbr And that Uzi get to talking like...br br [Tity Boi]br Hammers, jam 'em, snatch 'em, grab 'embr Can the an and fuck 'em, damn 'embr Press him, man him, scared him, teared him, kneed him upbr Bake him, take him, beat him up, I hate I hate, I eat him upbr A-B-C-E-F shorty is you a G or whatbr Now it's just me and my nuts, that's all I got in this worldbr I'm pulling pistols out my stomach and throwing them bitches up like earlbr Serving the club, head shot, scattered, covered, run, scram 'embr I'm 38, hot with a pearl handle...br And I'm throwing Techs like a NBA refbr I got, all gold guns like they came from Iraqbr Artillery, could it be I got all kinds of these pistolsbr I point my gun at ya homeboy make ya own folks hit yabr And aint taking no more pictures, if you snap ima clickbr Anyway, plus I got bullets in the clip the size of Lil Fatebr And I'm webbing choppers like heli-coptersbr You gon' need hella doctors, when the Glok go...br br [Chingy]br Say on the set bitch, better watch your lip that Tech be quickbr 20 over thurr, Tity over thurr, Luda over thurr, aint no exit trickbr Us you don't mess with, we got them guns like action flicksbr Reload with the next clip, I'm the wrong nigga to flex with bitchbr Come on and test this, my gun I'm having sex with shitbr Put a bullet in (in) shoot it out, got them long horns like Texas bitchbr Look at my necklace, maybe hit a nigga disrespect this cliquebr My pistol grip sound like this...now whatbr Who want that they fucked, when I cock and load the cake, bust butbr Yall cowards play tough, and my peeps we come to spray stuff upbr Yall lives made up, like ugly hoes with make-up brahbr We'll suit you up then toss yo ass in the lake tough nutbr I'm wrist rocky, like Sylvester Stallonebr So thurr for you should invest, in a vest for ya domebr Cause I know you marks planning on getting me when I'm landingbr Beast the nick, but my cannon go...br br [Ludacris]br Fuck a medic, we gon' call yo ass a taxi cabbr Bleedin so hard you'll need a life sized Maxi padbr So flip the script and tell your woman its your time on the monthbr A.K. 47 for the niggaz who's really looking for heaven and a 9 for you chumpsbr Got killaz in my squad and I'm the nicest one in my groupbr But I got bananas for you niggaz and I aint talking bout fruitbr Ill pay your CAB BACK with the BLACK MACKbr Till your BACK CRACK, got the GAT BACK like...CLAK CLAK CLAKbr Swallow a hollow make 'em digest a 50 caliberbr Yo futures not looking so good, tomorrows not on your calendarbr I, do away with the amateurs, they breathing too longbr Ill leave 'em coughing like the sound effects you hear in this songbr My Shotguns are cold and hard, but my Desert is easybr And my triggers are always talking about some squeeze me, squeeze mebr And for these fakers talking greezy, I'm starting the showbr My Uzi got a drum roll, it goes.../p