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2real – my shooter lyrics

[intro: 2real & hennessy]
oh that’s my shooter n-gg-
right or wrong
(that’s my shooter n-gg-, ah)
no lie for you
love
(ready for whatever)
bring my n-gg-s out them gates n-gg-
(ah)
rest in peace to the real n-gg-s
(that’s my shooter n-gg-)
real life situation
(yeah)

[hook: 2real & hennessy]
that’s my shooter so i treat ’em like we blood brothers
different mothers same struggle that my f-ckin’ double
stand true, never fall though when we under pressure
stand ten toes down man we bow whatever (fall whatever)

that’s my shooter so i treat ’em like we blood brothers
different mothers same struggle that my f-ckin’ double
stand true, never fall though when we under pressure
stand ten toes down man we bow whatever (fall whatever)

[verse 1: 2real]
go to trial an’ tell a lie, that’s my right hand
never send ’em up the road for the white man
i ain’t no p-ssy don’t try me p-ssy i will spaz out
make a earthquake at your home like what that cash ’bout
you a poodle i’m a pit, that’s a lantor b-tch
i’m a piranhas with the sh-t, eat your hoe you little trick
and you thought that was your chick she wiped you down just for your clique
do it for the mob we in this b-tch big dollar signs you’re free to clique

[pre-hook: hennessy]
that my shooter n-gg-
that my shooter n-gg-
that my shooter n-gg-
that my shooter n-gg-

[verse 2: hennessy]
that my shooter that my sister from another mother
grew up together yeah we even share the same cover
we did dirt hit liq’s on the low
some n-gg-s stayed silet some told
you rollin’ the dice, gamblin’ with your life
i got shooters that’ll do you n-gg- name a price
i’m juggin’, finessin’, fully loaded smith & wesson
i can’t let none of you p-ssy b-tches block my blessins
and now i’m lookin’ back on all the years
from when we was kids, it feels so weird
see finally you’re not here
my shooter, my shooter

[verse 3: 2real]
i’m the bullet up in the chopper, i’m the beep when you really gone
i’m ten toes with that murder game ’cause these days hard to stay strong
my brother gone, my brother gone, i even lost my b-tch
no movie, real life sh-t, no movie this real as it get
i’ma run up the benz with my clique, ay
family gon’ start run’ this b-tch, ay
real no counterfit, ay, i’m really really with the sh-t, ay
if i go to jail would you pay my bond or would you let me sit (let me sit)
or if i go trail would you tell lies spend time with you and yo’ kids
you 100, girl ain’t you 100, no clutch in you bus’in
no wrestlin’, no tustlin’, we thug in we thuggin’
need you to stand in on mine, therefore no sound no don’t tell ’em no squal
i see you on trip and come back in on gwark
that new foreign whip, straight off the lot (straight of the lot)

- 2real lyrics

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