shoot 'em up

Lyrics

, shoot, shoot, shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up, shoot, shoot, shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up, shoot, shoot, shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up, shoot, shoot, shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up, twelve gauges bust up in ya, playa haters we be quick to pin ya, you know we know, you don't wanna roll, cause when we give it to ya, we're gonna bring it to ya, oh yeah, right off the jump, ooh, now i gots to let you know, when you see me runnin' rollin' with them big shotguns, and we deep when we creep, never sleepin', and we droppin' them whamies on fools who wanna get dumb and numb, now, that you know like that, these niggas come around, they don't know how to act, in fact, i'm at the track in the back, with a couple of my cats in the hood, smokin' weed and up to no good, red dog in the trunk, and we rollin' that, bang or slang, now bail on over to your thugs, so me and the rest of these thugs can marinade, marinade, we straight, get high, so high, that's how my mental, that's how my mental state is like parlay, parlay, like everyday, don't think i don't pin playa hation, but ya better pinnin' yourself, or contend with the m-11,357 automatic weapons from my shelf, these niggas wanna take my health and wealth, check yourself, tryin' to contend, but they couldn't win, you took it to the head with a fifth of hen, now we in a red 500 benz-o, we roll, roll, drop the top, and lock the locks, cock the glock, bout to hit this corner, livin' like a thug on the real, who's stronger when i put it on ya, on ya, all playa haters goners, murder, mo murder, mo murder, mo murder them all, they fall, they fall buck buck, oh yeah, niggas they get it then pissed off, and ah, and ah to fuck with the wrong motherfuckers, they fall when we buck, bitch, ooh, we got something to put you back into your truck quick, hey, that four-four magnum, gon' handle em', ain't no nigga badder,357 put that ass on the mat, execution, i'll be shootin' while you runnin' off at your mouth, you plot me cause you watch me, watch me, watch me, my nigga, we know what ya thinkin', bout, but bitch, if you run up and try me, i'm comin' up outta my shit with some shit, that be keepin' you runnin' and wonderin', what have i got to make sure they lit him up good, and you can still find me, where, east 99, drug dealers and po-po, yeah that's st. clair, bone runnin' back to mo', and that's cleveland, cleveland, you know we thuggin' and theivin', theivin', if somebody got beef, we got millions done made, i rollin' thug records for ya, see my nigga, we comin' with nothin' to lose and bitch, if ya try me, all those bloody bodies, tryin' to get outta the room, if i could just look up and see haters dyin', i'n i'n, and flip up my mind and whenever you think i'm quiet, i get plots on the riot riot bang, that's way ya get em' man, get 'em, man, get 'em, man, sneak up on em' and you kill em' and they won't fuck with ya no more, you havin' a party, and the weed goin' up in your body, smokers chill, my niggas done got get me sloppy high, oh so so high. come on, come on, don't be shy, let's get high, we got that herb, if you want some, want some, we got weed indeed, you need some, need some, ah, yeah i know this just might sound crazy, but lately gotta roll with my gun, cause the haters they hate me, wanna hurt that nigga, bone, niggas somehow, someway get paid, and quit playa hatin', that buck to the bang, everything i got, i got 'cause we rhyme, tight rhyme, had to thug it out, but it came in time, just in time, and if you give it to me, my thugs gon' give it you, so either way we go about this goes, somebody's head gon' get blown, bone gon' on with your bad self, now hey, hey, hey, blowin' up your face with your pistols, and get with that buck to the bang, bang, bang, nigga wanna roll with bone, it's on, cause nigga, we cool, we cool, don't forget, playa haters get that buck to the bang, all up in that body, got him, got him, we won't be slippin', we just might be peepin' you all the time, i'm comin', i'm gunnin' and i put that on the double nine, shoot em' up always, hate when i break you off and you loss, and make it look to floss, let there be coffins for all of your offspring, now let there be coffins for all of your offspring, for the police on the corner, creepin' up, here come them soldiers pullin' up, better watch one of them st. clair niggas, put it in a gutter, better off and doze ya, really know ya shouldn't have let me jumpin' up out your shit, you runnin' with a gang of bitches for you, ready when i'm ready to do it you, it in my thang but a buck, buck is small change, it's off in ten to say that they niggas was bullshittin', and the bizzy maintain, nigga this the north coast homie, that city where the st. clair niggas sell dope, i hear police roll deep in the set, see none of us scared, and we show that it's on, bitch, bang, you feel the pitch of my trigger finger's a bitch, i done put it down with my click, and stood on my own, and kill flesh and i rest on the nine, i'll be fuckin' with y'all, slangin' my dogs, and em' all niggas been anxious lil' bizzy, but it's all good, i still ball, and i know when ya roll, i'm snatchin' your souls with the bone, we can show it, and since i'm a flow, and it's all of y'all realer, my niggas, i figured i'd let 'em all know it, playas takin' up off the style, well, if you think i'm scared, you, dead wrong, did you think when i break you down.