Shoot 'em Up

Yeah Yeah Uh One .44, two .45's Three loaded clips, four niggas roll, one nigga drives Five hundred Benz, six reasons why this kid should die We shooting every motherfucker outside Pulled on his block, jumped out the car Guns in our hand, at the same time everybody ran There that nigga go, hiding in the crowd Let the trigger blow, seven shots now he lying on the ground Blood on the floor then we shot some more Niggas he was with two niggas hit, one nigga fell One tried to run, go get him son Make sure he's done 'fore we bail, I ain't tryna go to jail Must handle beef, code of the street, load up the heat If these niggas think they could fuck around Real niggas do real things by all means Niggas knowing how we get down, it goes Shoot 'em up, just shoot 'em up, what? (Kill-kill-kill, murder-murder-murder) Shoot 'em up, just shoot 'em up, what? (Kill-kill-kill, murder-murder-murder) Shoot 'em up, just shoot 'em up, what? (Kill-kill-kill, murder-murder-murder) Shoot 'em up, just shoot 'em up, what? (Kill-kill-kill, murder-murder-murder) Driving through roads, Suburban Chevrolet Six tinted windows, and I'm on my way To get up with my hoes, I pull up to they house Not a freak to be heard, nobody came out Ringing the bell, where in the hell, could they be at? I'm about to leave stepping slow, where my truck was at Who the fuck is that? Could it be a jack? Now pull my strap, it's my man and we have the same plan There them bitches go, Civic '94 Looking funny though, open up the car door, funny smile Fuck two already, third ass was heavy "Nas this is Sherry, Sherry this is Nas and his man, ready?" Walked in the house, snatched off they clothes Ran through them hoes, plenty ice, that they all seemed to like Can't find my man, heard a blam-blam Now I'm wondering, "In this scam, do I even stand a chance?" He killed the hoes, took all they dough Fire in his eyes, higher than the sky coming down the stairs Now he wanting mine, reaching for my nine Aiming with our guns at each others face, at the same time My nine on his lips, his fifth on my chin, I start whispering "Put your gun down, we can skip town" Rocked him to sleep, pushed back his meat Lift off his chain, took his shit, emptied out close range Shoot 'em up, just shoot 'em up, what? (Kill-kill-kill, murder-murder-murder) Shoot 'em up, just shoot 'em up, what? (Kill-kill-kill, murder-murder-murder) Shoot 'em up, just shoot 'em up, what? Shoot 'em up, just shoot 'em up, what? (Kill-kill-kill, murder-murder-murder)