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Durand the Rapper - Shooters Shoot (feat. Steve Samson) Lyrics



Durand the Rapper - Shooters Shoot (feat. Steve Samson) Lyrics
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[ Featuring Jazzfeezy ]

Shooters shoot shooters shoot shooters shoot
I don't ever leave the crib without the tool
Don't walk up on me I ain't ever in the mood
If you talking crazy you going to end up on the news
Matter fact go head take them off give me your shoes
Why you shoot him after he gave you all his jewels
I tried to tell them niggas that's just what I do
Shooters shoot shooters shoot shooters shoot
If I ever get caught they going to have to kill me before I go to prison
I don't know what you thought I was that young nigga who ain't ever listen
Always ducking them brauds they wanna f*ck but I'm on another mission
I ain't ever been a fraud go head test it I'll have yo mother missing
I'll have her hog tied in the closet and her mouth covered up with duck tape
If you want her back you got to pay the fee better not make no mistakes
But you probably the type of nigga that's going to call the police you a cup cake
Better hurry don't be playing I'll send this bitch in the river upstate
You think you big Meech or Larry hoover I feel like I'm that nigga jigsaw
I'll be in yo bushes wit the pig mask just chillin watching while a bitch jog
Then I hop out with the Chloroform rap it up tie it around the bitch jaw
I should already be a dead man after all the niggas I done pissed off
Shout out to all the real niggas and the real killers up in Chi Town
Always got to stay strapped when you in the city doin dirt riding round
Niggas thinkin shit funny better watch yo back ain't no time to clown
Say the wrong shit in the wrong way you going end up getting shot down
Shooters shoot shooters shoot shooters shoot
I don't ever leave the crib without the tool
Don't walk up on me I ain't ever in the mood
If you talking crazy you going to end up on the news
Matter fact go head take them off give me your shoes
Why you shoot him after he gave you all his jewels
I tried to tell them niggas that's just what I do
Shooters shoot shooters shoot shooters shoot
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Shooters shoot shooters shoot shooters shoot
I don't ever leave the crib without the tool
Don't walk up on me I ain't ever in the mood
If you talking crazy you going to end up on the news
Matter fact go head take them off give me your shoes
Why you shoot him after he gave you all his jewels
I tried to tell them niggas that's just what I do
Shooters shoot shooters shoot shooters shoot
If I ever get caught they going to have to kill me before I go to prison
I don't know what you thought I was that young nigga who ain't ever listen
Always ducking them brauds they wanna f*ck but I'm on another mission
I ain't ever been a fraud go head test it I'll have yo mother missing
I'll have her hog tied in the closet and her mouth covered up with duck tape
If you want her back you got to pay the fee better not make no mistakes
But you probably the type of nigga that's going to call the police you a cup cake
Better hurry don't be playing I'll send this bitch in the river upstate
You think you big Meech or Larry hoover I feel like I'm that nigga jigsaw
I'll be in yo bushes wit the pig mask just chillin watching while a bitch jog
Then I hop out with the Chloroform rap it up tie it around the bitch jaw
I should already be a dead man after all the niggas I done pissed off
Shout out to all the real niggas and the real killers up in Chi Town
Always got to stay strapped when you in the city doin dirt riding round
Niggas thinkin shit funny better watch yo back ain't no time to clown
Say the wrong shit in the wrong way you going end up getting shot down
Shooters shoot shooters shoot shooters shoot
I don't ever leave the crib without the tool
Don't walk up on me I ain't ever in the mood
If you talking crazy you going to end up on the news
Matter fact go head take them off give me your shoes
Why you shoot him after he gave you all his jewels
I tried to tell them niggas that's just what I do
Shooters shoot shooters shoot shooters shoot
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Writer: Frederick Robertson Jr.
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid




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