j-hype shootas (feat. militia & symphony) şarkı sözleri
Steady mobbin every day ain't got no time to play talking shit I'm not the one you scared Go grab your gun we got shootas We got shootas grab your money and run we got shootas We got shootas ya the top is what we aiming for
Hitting the target from a far range bitch am James Harden hit you with threes pistol is automatic shooters shooters All up in my hood in my roots from the pen to the street's where they kill if you beef if you see it dont talk or do it Like my homeboy Hector Rest In Peace where they see the cop lights and we dont ever stop free all of the real Gees Locked in the Pen gone gone like the wind but, the time dont stop you a friend or a foe I dont know so I keep the Gun close till they closing my casket think am bluff check my rap sheet look me up am not acting kept it real from The jump to real for you chumps so much hate like am Trump is it cause am killing rappers rap them up in some Plastic stretching money elastic i remember hard days when we passed then look back now and we laughing thank God that we passed it threw the storms and the weather my past is what made me so much shit that I seen kinda Glad am not crazy I cant say to much but, you'll see if you buck and
Brought up in the gutta was they never no love no hugs no bucks but I never know fucks in the streets we get buck And we shoot these slugs HypedUpEnt we don't hold no grudge we don't hold no love for these pussy hoe thugs Been down never fall off way I brought up all off with a sawed off can't get caught up my shootas around when its Time to ball up my down ass chick with a round ass clip fine ass bitch with a mind that rich the bank we keep Breaking said she grinds that dick take off on a trip yes my life that lit hoe I got shooters yes I got shooters all of my Shooters know they about that hit taking yo money said you better run quick from the V to the D to the C we run Ship algo te digo que vamos a llegar tocar las Estrellas y vamos a pasar los haters y putas no van a parar la gloria que Dias los bendise de mas no soy perfecto no vivo en paz soy pecador lo que pierdo me da en doble llo seinto lo que e Dejas los Dias las noches y la opurtunida
