Shoot 'em Up - Doe Boy

Shoot em up

Hit em up

Young nigga really don’t give a fuck

Nigga just talkin' he ain’t really tough

We a pop out we ain’t in the cut

Shoot em up

Hit em up

Rappin' ass nigga you ain’t real enough

500 round drum then I fill it up

Had a party in the club so we lit it up

Gang gang nigga we don’t play round

He dont shoot guns he can’t hang round

Gun a nigga down with a k round

Headshot make a nigga stay down

Headshot make a nigga stay down

Lay down

Bring a hundred killas where you hang out

Choppas on deck pull up have a bang out

We don’t talk 30s no more don’t play down

Clip Gotta Hold at least 50

All my niggas holding on semis

All the real shooters ride with me

We done terrorized the whole city

Ridin' round town with a AK

With the gang gang

& You know we dont play play

Let it Spray Spray

Young Shooter jus waiting for his pay day

Choppa go dumb like Day Day

Gang gang

Shoot em up (Boom)

Hit em up (Boom)

You ain’t got enough guns Betta get em up (Nahhh)

Run up on a fuck nigga give it up (Grrr)

Nigga want beef we’ll fill him up (Boom boom)

Shoot em up (Boom)

Hit em up (Boom)

Young nigga really don’t give a fuck (Nahhh)

Say you a real nigga you ain’t real enough (Nahhh)

Say you got killas they don’t kill enough (Grrr)

Shoot em up (Gang)

Hit em up (Gang)

Shoot em up (Gang)

Hit em up (Gang)

Shoot em up (Gang)

Hit em up (Gang)

Gang gang nigga we don’t give a fuck

Shoot em up (Gang)

Hit em up (Gang)

Shoot em up (Gang)

Hit em up (Gang)

Shoot em up (Gang)

Hit em up (Gang)

Say you got killas they don’t kill enough

Free the gang nigga fuck 12

I ain’t scared of jail put me in a cell

Young rich nigga imma pay the bail

Then I’m comin' home and I’m bringn hell

I’m a real felon I’ll getchu whacked

On that gang shit a whole lotta dat

First day out I wasn’t tryna rap

I was on the block tryna buy mac

I ain’t tryna be no rapper friend

Diss my then you gettin' banned

Play with us shoot em where he stand

I know bout a couple niggas dead

How you scared of another man

Imma real savage no I never ran

Yungins shoots whenever I demand

Imma let him smoke you I catch second hand

Ready I come where your block at

Real one I am that

Fuck boy I’m not that

Stay with the pole you know I got dat

Run up on Beezy I do not advise that

My niggas on you ain’t no way to stop that

Nigga keep hollin' I suggest you stop that

Once lil Brody start cockin' that chop back

No where around it your head gettin' knocked back

Shoot em up (Boom)

Hit em up (Boom)

You ain’t got enough guns betta get em up (Nahhh)

Run up on a fuck nigga give it up (Grrr)

Nigga want beef we’ll fill him up (Boom boom)

Shoot em up (Boom)

Hit em up (Boom)

Young nigga really don’t give a fuck (Nahhh)

Say you a real nigga you ain’t real enough (Nahhh)

Say you got killas then we killing em (Grrr)

Shoot em up (Gang)

Hit em up (Gang)

Shoot em up (Gang)

Hit em up (Gang)

Shoot em up (Gang)

Hit em up (Gang)

Gang gang nigga we don’t give a fuck

Shoot em up (Gang)

Hit em up (Gang)

Shoot em up (Gang)

Hit em up (Gang)

Shoot em up (Gang)

Hit em up (Gang)

Say you got killas they don’t kill enough