Which in my neighborhood means BAM! BLAM! BAAM! POP! POP! POP! POP! BAM! BLAM! CRAAACKKKLLEEE!!!! PZZZZZZTTT! BAM! BLAM! POP! POP! POP! POP!
(You should be thinking firecrackers right about now...)
Anyway, what I think is so hilarious is that I've lived there so long that I can now mostly tell the difference between gunfire and firecrackers, while the next door "newbies" are sure it must be gunfire. Even when I point out the remnants of spent fireworks that litter the gutter in the morning.
If that much gunfire went off all night, every night, I am pretty sure that the 'hood would be in lock down and on the cover of the Herahhld every morning!