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king ty – shootaz lyrics

[intro: king ty]
squad
we got shooters for y’all shooters, man
you already know how we rocking, man, blake block
folk, we got mac’s, tec’s
we got .40’s, nines, kel-tec’s and sh-t
1212, man, you already know what it is

[chorus: king ty]
i got shooters for your shooters, we got mac’s, tec’s, and rugers
i got shooters for your shooters, if you lackin’, they’ll do you
i got shooters for your shooters, head shot, bust his medulla
i got shooters for your shooters, we got glizzies and some rulers
i got shooters for your shooters, we got mac’s, tec’s, and rugers
i got shooters for your shooters, if you lackin’, they’ll do you
i got shooters for your shooters, head shot, bust his medulla
i got shooters for your shooters, we got glizzies and some rulers

[verse 1: king ty]
i got shooters in them cuts, lil 4 mobb’ll pop you up
head shot’ll leave you stuck, turn him ‘to a sitting duck
and my n-ggas ’bout that action, we be slidin’ with them ratchets
if you run up on me wrong, you feel shots from automatics
smokin’ piff and sippin’ lean, do a drill for my team
shout out to that boy quise, he a demon with the beam
we got glizzies with them 30’s, oppositions, do ’em dirty (keyo)
ain’t no hangin’ outside, b-tch, we slidin’ bright and early
i ain’t going back and forth, i’m puttin’ them shooters on yo’ -ss
darry pop up out that cut with that glizzy, he gon’ blast
we got tec’s that hold 100, drop a moe like it ain’t nothin’
in tae town, it’s a man down, abm, they not on nothin’
tfg and pbg, on the bodies, can’t compete (freaky)
smokin’ on t-roy pack, that’s that uptown og
i f-ck with day-day world n-ggas, but you know i’m from blake block
know some dod n-ggas that’ll smoke yo’ f-ckin’ top
everyday a body drop, i’m smokin’ on that pooh bear pack
i got shooters for your shooters, you can ask harlem that
ain’t no lackin’ in the field, on hoola gang, my block do drills
and for munchie, we go crazy, pop a n-gga like a pill

[verse 2: slamma]
chiraq, my city hate, if you gettin’ bands, then it’s must take
it’s f-cked up to a real n-gga that done k!lled n-ggas over dead weight
main thing, i don’t watch n-ggas, i done popped n-ggas over my plate
real n-ggas don’t change up and a right n-gga gon’ choose fate
mind blowing i done took six, been a savage n-gga since day one
racked up on that jug sh-t, i don’t trust n-ggas, only day one
and sometimes, that’s f-cked up ’cause a day one get you k-1
booked out, no bail, n-gga, find out who be a1
gotta keep that pole tucked, been on that gang sh-t
king ty be the shooter, been close range-bang sh-t
we don’t ride around, we don’t talk, n-gga
.40 cal do the talk, n-gga, it’s a doa on the spot, n-gga
(on the spot, n-gga)

- king ty lyrics

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