Shoot It Up

Yeah, shoot 'em up

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I keep them hitters, they with me, they trained to blow, boy

Call up them droppers, they come through and shoot up your bro, boy

Hello? I'm on the road to the money, you moving too slow, boy

I took your ho 'cause she wanna fuck with a dope boy

I'm so sorry

Got lil' bro with me, yeah, he be shootin' shit up, yeah

Got your ho on my head, she rollin' with us, yeah

I be pourin' that Wock', I be pourin' it up

Yeah

Huh? Yeah

Pull up on that gang, wе get to shootin' out them cars

We was in thеm Johnnys, now we ridin' double R's

Shawty want a nigga, wanna ride with the stars, yeah

I could tell all these bitches wanna be with us

Most these niggas turned to opps 'cause they can't eat with us, yeah

Too much fuckin' bread like you can't feast with us, yeah

Your main shooter brain-dead, he still want peace with us

I'm a boss, sixteen hundred shooters all in the cut

Ain't no crease up on my sneakers 'cause my feet is up

Got that chopper hangin' out, but I got three that's tucked

I got three hoes in two-seater tryna eat me up

She sniff coke up off my dick like she tryin' bleach my nuts

I've been in these streets ever since iPod Touch

Whoa! Shoot 'em up

Brr

Yeah, shoot 'em up

Bah

Yeah, shoot 'em up

Brr

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Bah

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Brr

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Bah

Yeah, shoot 'em up

Brr

Yeah, shoot 'em up

Bah

I got my ruler tucked

Get your medulla bust

Bro, go and do him up

We ain't really losin' much

Pipe talked like ten times

Shoot your block like ten times

Load the Glock like ten times

Yeah

Brick chain like ten times

Pop me a Perc, yeah, I'm booted up

Blacked out at 30, let's shoot it up

Bitch, I came with the zoo, bitch, I'm zooted up

If a opp in this bitch then we shoot 'em up

Shoot 'em up

Brr

Yeah, shoot 'em up

Bah

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Brr

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Bah

Yeah, shoot 'em up

Brr

Yeah, shoot 'em up

Bah

Big five, I'm a real don dada

Devil in this Prada

Niggas know we gangster, we ain't gotta rap about it

Broski catchin' Bs, you know he Bs about it

Disrespect the zoo, you catchin' Zs about it

Niggas steal my style, I don't need no stylist

I don't need no stylist

I'm in the zoo, this my habitat

Glock and it came with a ladder strapped

Got some guap in the bank like a letter mat

Nigga, you want some smoke, gotta stand on that

Shoot it up

We catch a rapper, we shoot it up

Huh, shoot it up

Nigga play with my name then we shoot it up

Yeah, shoot it up

Yeah, shoot it up

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Yeah, shoot it up

Brr

Yeah, shoot it up

Yeah, shoot it up

Huh? Yeah, shoot it up

What? Yeah, shoot it up

Yeah, shoot it up

I keep them hitters, they with me, they trained to blow, boy

Call up them droppers, they come through and shoot up your bro, boy

Hello? I'm on the road to the money, you moving too slow, boy

I took your ho 'cause she wanna fuck with a dope boy

I'm so sorry

Got lil' bro with me, yeah, he be shootin' shit up, yeah

Got your ho on my head, she rollin' with us, yeah

I be pourin' that Wock', I be pourin' it up

Yeah

Huh? Yeah

Pull up on that gang, we get to shootin' out them cars

We was in them Johnnys, now we ridin' double R's

Shawty want a nigga, wanna ride with the stars, yeah