Testo Shoot - G Herbo feat. Skilla Baby
Testo della canzone Shoot (G Herbo feat. Skilla Baby), tratta dall'album Shoot - Single
(Bang, bang, bang)
(Bangers Music Group)
(DJ on the beat, so it's a banger) ha, mm
I'm in Miami in a coupe
Man, I think I lost the roof
See my opps, throw me a oop
Matter of fact, you see 'em, shoot
Shoot, shoot, shoot (baow)
Shoot, shoot, shoot (baow)
You see my opps, you better shoot
Shoot, shoot, shoot
Shoot (baow), shoot, shoot
You see the opps, you better shoot
Shoot, shoot, shoot (you see the opps, you better shoot)
Shoot, pussy
Shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot (you better shoot, come on)
Ay
They outside, you know what to do
Back seat, hop out, in the street, pick a group
Niggas hoes, post tweets, say he seen me, what he do?
So I must ain't see you, you see me? Nigga, shoot
Eyes bloody, I see red, know niggas that bang blue
Ma said, "Baby, they be shootin' outside"
"Ma, I be shootin' shit up too"
Drop the top on the coupe outside, waitin' on a fuck nigga to lose
I heard Herbo ain't that nigga, waitin' on a fuck nigga to prove it
Wide awake, we caught 'em snoozin', like N.W.A, we ruthless
Know my opps feelin' hopeless, grab the 'Lac and bulletproofed it
Shoot, shoot, shoot (you see the opps, you better shoot)
Shoot, pussy
Shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot (you better shoot, pussy)
I'm in Miami in a coupe
Man, I think I lost the roof
See my opps, throw me a oop
Matter of fact, you see 'em, shoot
Shoot, shoot, shoot (baow)
Shoot, shoot, shoot (baow)
You see my opps, you better shoot
Shoot, shoot, shoot
Shoot (baow), shoot, shoot
You see the opps, you better shoot
Shoot, shoot, shoot (you see the opps, you better shoot)
Shoot, pussy
Shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot (you better shoot)
If you want see me, you better shoot, what you think I'ma do
If I see you? If I see you, ICU (ha)
Niggas be sendin' death threats, but they know I'm a killer too
These niggas ain't tryna beef, they tryna sue
In my city, I'm known to kill the who's who of who's who
I up my blick with a smirk, they gon' run when we shoot
Pull up, fah-fah-fah, whip bangin' "Who Want Smoke?"
How you 'posed to beef with me and you a ho? Huh?
I'm out here, ridin' with a MAC-10, I'm tryna get 'em smacked, twin
Hit a nigga in his head then pull up to the 'Raq, twin
All my blickies got a switchy, I don't never lack, twin
Dawg, he said he wanted smoke and got smoked, man, what happened?
I'm in Miami in a coupe
Man, I think I lost the roof
See my opps, throw me a oop
Matter of fact, you see 'em, shoot
Shoot, shoot, shoot (baow)
Shoot, shoot, shoot (baow)
You see my opps, you better shoot
Shoot, shoot, shoot
Shoot (baow), shoot, shoot
You see the opps, you better shoot
Shoot, shoot, shoot (you see the opps, you better shoot)
Shoot, pussy
Shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot (you better shoot, come on)
(You see the opps, you better shoot)
Credits
Writer(s): Herbert Wright, Darrel Jackson, Trevon Gardner
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