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gucci mane - shooter lyrics

it’s some shooters in this house, it’s some shooters in this house
it’s a whole bunch, a whole bunch of shooters in this house
it’s some shooters in this house, it’s some shooters in this house
if you wanna go to war, f-ck it, n-gg- let’s shoot it out

walk up from my spot, see i don’t have a seat
i just been there, 5 shoot outs last week
he bought the run division, plus he moving in the kitchen
n-body make a move n-gg- when scooter handling bizness
reaching in his pocket, gucci slap him with the pistol

get your b-tch -ss down n-gg-, motherf-cking move n-gg-
hood rich!

break up to your sister, i’m a sunder in the runner
i don’t give a d-mn about it, but i make n-gg-s with the tunner
i got money in the jungle, tryina pop a kish kush
me and scooter ain’t twins but we got twin choppers
i waka flocka flame a n-gg- hit em with the yapa
i’m a street n-gg-, never be a partner to a copper

what the f-ck going on n-gg-?
who the f-ck let these police -ss n-gg- in?
i don’t know
f-ck at the spot n-gg-

snitching -ss n-gg-s got caught with a brick
same day call my phone for 30 seats
i can see with one eye open like slick rick
f-ck the police that’s why i rep about them bricks

i ain’t did it n-gg-, but these bricks get remix
when the choppa start spitting, n-gg- gonn get split
n-gg- rob me in the car, while it was 1996
ever since the day, them n-gg-s trying me since

bow down bruh
tell my n-gg- raj here in ’96
no, you get out boy
you did
you still gotta pay…

n-gg- owed me a brick, that was 3 years ago
seen him in the club, n-gg-s shot him in the throat
black amigo scooter still rob me gold
and i still got a lot of shooters on the pay roll

i don’t scooter
i got shooters
you got a shooter?
aye man what?
get it down by that fresh man, you’re sitting by the counter?
i need ‘em bruh
yea, let ‘em in
aye, open the door n-gg-

i need 50 of them pretty mills, this n-gg- at the store
he waiting right now, gucci is it a go?
i hope it is, cause if it is, my shooters, they on go
shooter on the scooter, brain them both
he runnin right right now, she just came from way up the road
10 millimeter with 30 shots, make your f-ckin head explode

i got a traphouse mansion with some hard wood floors
can’t come in, i got burglar bar doors
trap going crazy, but i got it under control
i just bust them open, fix em up and move them out the door
hoodest n-gg- in this building, man get scooter on the phone
i’m like a nba coach, cause i keep shooters at my home
all i know i never seen his face in my life
street smart so i know this n-gg- ain’t right
pull up at my spot, country car hit your lights
before you hit the door, you get robbed on sight

- gucci mane lyrics

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