Shoot 'em' - Spodee, Shad Da God, Bankroll Fresh

Shoot 'em' - Spodee, Shad Da God, Bankroll Fresh

Год
2015
Язык
`Angļu`
Длительность
187120

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Shoot 'em'

Spodee, Shad Da God, Bankroll Fresh

I’m from the eastside, and I ain’t gotta put no mask on

In the cut, I’ma hit the gass, smash on 'm

Fuck the cops, 30 rounds, I’ma blast on 'm

Fuck the law, do my stuff, and I mash on 'm

Shoot 'm, shoot 'm, shoot 'm, shoot 'm

I can’t cut that bitch, already cut it

Got 37 in my lack, got 30 rounds in the back

Shoot 'm, my crew do

Pour Moonrock, do it

They say they gang, they sayin' they knew 'm

How you a shooter, but you don’t shoot back

Brand new black, aimin' right at your head

Don’t fuck around and get wacked, don’t fuck around and get strapped

We militant, pull up, and killin' shit

Young niggas with me, and they actin belligerent

Add that bitch up, go right on the interstate

Do the bitch, demolish it right in the plane

We right in the wraith, niggas ain’t using no persona, you know the choppers

disintegrate

A nigga just shot me, with a little shotty, like here, let me demonstrate

Put that lil' shit away

I’m with the shit, let me demonstrate

We let the bullets fight, all my niggas tight, fuck what a nigga say

Spodee!

I’m from the eastside, and I ain’t gotta put no mask on

In the cut, I’ma hit the gass, smash on 'm

Fuck the cops, 30 rounds, Imma blast on 'm

Fuck the law, do my stuff, and I mash on 'm

Shoot 'm, shoot 'm, shoot 'm, shoot 'm

Two traps, in the backseat

Pull up on the scene, in a black jeep

What it cost for shoes, you niggas goin' lose

Who the fuck is you foolin'

We shootin' on site, you fuck up your life

My diamonds so bright

Talk that shit, and get wacked

Shoot up your street with the Mac

I pull up in that Lac, kill that shit from the back

Hunt down on his head, we get cheese, you rats

Killed that lil' bitch, we only use the stick

That’s a cold casket, gotta get the blood to match it

I’m from the eastside, and I ain’t gotta put no mask on

In the cut, I’ma hit the gass, smash on 'm

Fuck the cops, 30 rounds, I’ma blast on 'm

Fuck the law, do my stuff, and I mash on 'm

Shoot 'm, shoot 'm, shoot 'm, shoot 'm

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