Lyrics

Chopsquad (Gang) know we mud bruddas, drug bruddas Know what I'm sayin'? We came from the bottom Let's get it, man Know what I'm sayin'? They ain't gon' really like this - though, Reese Let's get it, broski Let's make a million dollars off this tape real quick, gang Let's get it Young - ruthless - Wanna tweak, I pull up with my shooters Like a point guard, shooting guard (man down) Caught his - he so goofy (gang) Why everybody wanna be shooters? (Shooters) These - be trickin' (trickin') Why you - not listening? These - shootin' from a distance - They gon' make me keep my distance (distance) That sneak dissin' gon' make me keep my distance (distance) That fake - gon' make me keep my distance (distance) That - gon' make me keep my - Keep my -, speak on the dead and my - gon' get you Six shots from the nickel, got my stripe like a ref without a whistle And I love my vultures, do what they say them boys is just talkin' Reese Money hawk 'em, ain't no - in the city gon' really try to stop him - Made his whole brain sculpture Hundred pounds left the whole hood a odor Knew some older - pigeons, turned some young - cobras Chase his -, face his -, no, he ain't get no pass Erase his -, lace his -, he know his - is grass Hundred thousand in the stash box, he ever need me then he - out Found the plug and I cashed out My baby momma made me lash out Free my young - Beeski Smoke a Backwood with Reese Wouldn't mind - groupies Know my life is movie Young - ruthless - Wanna tweak, I pull up with my shooters Like a point guard, shooting guard (man down) Caught his - he so goofy (gang) Why everybody wanna be shooters? (Shooters) These - be trickin' (trickin') Why you - not listening? These - shootin' from a distance - They gon' make me keep my distance (distance) That sneak dissin' gon' make me keep my distance (distance) That fake - gon' make me keep my distance (distance) That - gon' make me keep my - These - ain't shooters, a lot of these - they snitchin' they goofies These - ain't stupid, talkin' like he 'bout it, but I know he ain't ruthless And you don't want to get into it, 'cause the - 'round me, they into it with you too And you don't wanna really do it, talkin' like you 'bout it, we can do it too And let's get straight to it, flame with the Backwood, wood after wood I know me and Durk good, main goal get out the hood, not to be in the hood And we can go back to it, but a lot of - can't go back to it I'm just sayin' I'm good, I'm just sayin' we good So much - I can say, but it'd get me locked today After doin' bad I pray, I gotta thank the Lord every day 'Cause you know where I come from it ain't safe Pull up, hit 'em with the K Pull off, DOA (gang) Young - ruthless - Wanna tweak, I pull up with my shooters Like a point guard, shooting guard (man down) Caught his - he so goofy (gang) Why everybody wanna be shooters? (Shooters) These - be trickin' (trickin') Why you - not listening? These - shootin' from a distance - They gon' make me keep my distance (distance) That sneak dissin' gon' make me keep my distance (distance) That fake - gon' make me keep my distance (distance) That - gon' make me keep my -
Writer(s): Tyree Pittman, Tavares Taylor, Durk Banks, Darrel Jackson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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