a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

lirik lagu i shoot you shoot – young buck

[starts off with the beat of ludacris’: “stand up”]
[intro:]
whaaat?…
c’mon!
[verse 1: {dj whoo kid}]
see i can make a horror movie with this warship movie (yeah!) [automatic gunshots]
or spray my name on the door of your f-ckin’ hoop d. [shot] (buck! buck!)
f-ck some jewelry i rock 50 chains for the haters (yeah!)
most of these rappers get a rolley from straight to jacob. {d-mn! } (hahaaa!)
you know buck buying more guns than army (c’mon!)
and keep one on me! incase these n-gg-s try and rob me! (yeah!)
i’m sorry! i’m not 5th in corporate america!
but your honor – i still gutta tote a berretta. (aiiight!) {whoooooo! }
i know a lot of n-gg-s that wish they had one with them
when the money got dropped off the killers came to get them (buck!)
f-ckin’ pete got knocked-off ain’t n-body got a clue (naaah!)
so don’t tell me i ain’t doing what i gotta do! (yeah!)
you know who shot at who! – when n-gg-‘s tried and creep on us.
thought we was only talk and didn’t have no heat on us. [shot] (now what?)
watch these hoes man they f-ck around and get you killed,
if she don’t put on in ya head another n-gg- will. [shot]
[chorus]
when [shot] i shoot, you shoot!
what? just like that!
when i shoot, you shoot! {whaaat? }
c’mon, just like that!
when i shoot, you shoot!
yeah, just like that! {go back! }
h-ll yeah ‘ey bank$! – bring ’em straps! {whooooo! }

when [shot] i shoot you shoot!
aight, just like that!
when i shoot you shoot!
c’mon, just like that!
when [shot] i shoot you shoot!
what? just like that!
g-uuunit! – you know where we at!
[2nd verse]
the desert eagle stay stashed in the buick regal (yeah!)
a 12-gauge stashed in the back [shot] right beside the speaker. (c’mon!)
and i got beef but i ride through any hood (aiight!)
christian drcs – 23’s leather and wood. {d-mn! }
ain’t seen the block in a minute you know why i’m gone (ca$hville!)
make sure the phene’s still coming they know that i been touring (what?)
a ghetto n-gg- who still hang where he came from
not one of these hollering gangsta when he ain’t one. (naaah!)
new york got a lot of rappers like to battle rap (c’mon!)
i tell em’ n-gg- i ain’t with it homie grab a strap.
my little brother like me. – he wanna sell dope! (what?) {whoooooooooooooooooooooooooo}
the vice pulled him over he swallowed it down his throat {kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiid! }
we all know the consequences when you fail to win (okay!)
half these n-gg-s get out the pen the going again. (right!)
what would you do if i told you it was a hit on you
strap up? or get rapped up? [automatic gunshots] – blaaaaat! back up!
[chorus]
when [shot] i shoot you shoot!
yeah, just like that!
when [shot] i shoot you shoot! {whaaaaa’? }
yeah, just like that!
when i shoot you shoot!
yeah, just like that!
h-ll yeah ‘ey bank$! – bring ’em straps! {whooooo! }

when [shot] i shoot you shoot!
yeah, just like that!
when i shoot you shoot!
yeah, just like that!
when [shot] i shoot you shoot!
yeah, just like that!
g-uuunit! – you know where we at! [beat stops] {d-mn! } [gun c-cks]

- young buck

lirik lagu lainnya :

YANG LAGI NGE-TRENDS...