Shooters

Aight you know what this shit do The mister weak side killa Nasty DuzzIt Running up on lames. fucking hoes You know what the deal is baby boo Get with it or don't fuck with it stupid Duece 400 block bitch And you know I'ma shoot a little bitch And I'm hopping out the whip Letting everything spit See your big homie running from the 2-2-3's I'm a gangster in the scene looking crispy and clean Fucking with the enemies and you gon' get popped I'm a real. I don't really do the talks See I'm hopping out the whip I'm letting everything spit They call me fly nasty and I'm really with this shits Dipping through my section I always stay tuckin And I don't give a fuck lil. ain't bluffin' Talking on the gang, you gon' get your ass hit I got a Glock 17 and let the whole bitch rip Listen I be with the shooters Keep a 9 mili on me, that's a ruger Big chains big chains, it don't stop man I keep it on my waist And you know that shit pop, listen Ey I be with the shooters Got the 9 mili on me that's a ruger Big chains big chains, it don't stop man I keep it on my waist And you know that shit pop