cassidy – gunshots lyrics
the block pop so the strip full
rocks, gotta fist full
boy pop sh-t that hot sh-t i gotta clip full
when i start sparkin’, it be barkin’ like pitbulls
matter of fact rottwhila’s
when i make them shots holla!
chicks on my c-ck, still on the block holla!
if cops on the block, they still gonna cop, holla!
ock i got sence, thats why i got dollars
i was told the rules , i’m old school like my godfather!
i was showed the moves, schooled by the older
dudes
how to show & prove, so i move like
a soldier moves!
real militant, i’m i’ll still k!llin it
i’m real, guys that’s paralized that’s still feelin it!
yeah i’m still on my feet & my toes
get high as the presidential suite at the nose
gettin higher than the nose bleed seats at my shows
f-ck a mayback, i play the back seats of the rolls!
f-ck a gt, i pull up in the cls
there guts soft like my female breast
is it a v12, yes!
i cop the uncopable n-gga, you can’t stop the unstopable n-gga, i’ll buss a shot through you n-ggas!
and i was like a pop to you n-ggas, i gave you a flow, adopted you n-ggas, i did alot for u n-ggas!
and this the f-ckin thanks i get, you my son you should thank my d-ck!
you take my sh-t flip it around & now you think you sick?
i guess you think you c-ss, but i think you trash
& i’ll spank that -ss, you ain’t f-ckin’ with me
you wouldn’t even rap like that if it wasn’t for me! wow!
i’ve been have my weight up
how you gonna battle me with the style that i made up? wow!
when i’m home, it’s envy
i’m feelin like the boy pac when he was on the phone with biggie wow!
what the f-ck is going on out here? what the f-ck is n-ggas doin’ out here, n-ggas drawn out here!
your block hot, i put a john out there, my block hot your sh-t warm out there!
so we goin out there, set up shot, and get it on out there
i’m on point like a th-rn out here!
come to philly, i’m a don out here
yeah you know i’m a boss dawg,naw this ain’t izod, it’s lacoste dawg!
i floss dawg, & i stay with my juelz on
you probably wouldn’t see this much ice in a hail storm!
there’s nothing to flash, but f-ckin with c-ss, will get you bucked on, buck an a half!
cause it’s only a handful of rappers that’s touching the cash
& most of them, gettin f-cked in they -ss!
there’s snakes up in the gr-ss, and c-ss i gonna blast when the beef is on
i walk with the sh-lls, but i ain’t got no adidas on!
and i’ll squeeze the john even if the law watchin
i’m to hard, the rap version of bernard hopkins!
n-gga! c-ssidy b-tch! scream at me!
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