I'm Finna Shoot You (Remix)

Текст песни Cyraq - I'm Finna Shoot You (Remix)

(Hit a button, Morty, give me a beat)
(Oh, man, okay, alright, um)
Rrah, rrah, boom, boom, boom
Look at him, he runnin', he pussy
Nigga said nigga higher than a bitch, no cap, you know what I'm sayin'?
Niggas die every day, you know what I'm sayin'? We slidin' on opps (RaeSam on the beat)
And niggas scared, niggas pussy, you know what I'm sayin'? (Pussy, yuh, rookie)

He chicken like soup, niggas know what I do
If the opps pull up, then you know what to do
Glock with a dick and that nigga a swoop
So it bust in his face every time that I shoot
Glock on my hip make him dip like tenders in ketchup
Boy tried to walk with his chest up
Gave him eight shots, and they told him to rest up
If you in the car wit' my ho, it's a setup

Damn, you ugly, I'm finna shoot you
These bullets connect like Bluetooth
Glock 26 give him face like ooVoo
Heard a nigga said, what, he gon' shoot who?
I know I'm janky, thought it was cool
It's only the shooters allowed in this room
So many sticks, I don't know what to choose
I feel like Go Yayo, 'cause I got the boom

I'ma get rich and still shoot niggas
No, we not nothin' like you industry niggas
R.I.P., bullets get into you, nigga
You reach for my chain, that's the end of you, nigga
This ain't nothin' new, I been fuckin' hos
We pull out that bag and we uppin' them poles
Look at the score, niggas know how I go
We like poppin' niggas, it never get old

Reach for my gun, you gotta be bold
Let me see yo' gun, and I'm keepin' that ho
Reach for it back, he gon' bleed in this ho
Martin Luther King, gon' dream in this ho
Fuck all the scopes, we got beams in this ho
We play with the sticks, smokin' weed in this ho
She eat me up with no teeth in this ho
And she gotta get out, she can't sleep in this ho

Nigga act dumb, if he skip on my blunt
I'ma shoot that ho up and run in with a pump
Fruity-ass nigga, you finna get punched
You know I be steppin', you finna get stomped
Catch, he be dissin', we doin' him dirty
Slide on Thanksgiving, turn him to a turkey
Red bandana, it's wrapped on the .30
I just want the top, quit sayin', "don't hurt me", yeah

I might go cop me a bitch
Like a while back, I shot me a bitch
Boy, you a opp and a cop and a bitch
You run in the spot and get shot in this bitch
He thought he was on it 'cause he kinda buff
Eric start shootin', you not so tough
Me and KD, we gon' pop out the cut
You know how I get if he say that it's up

Brodie thinkin' it's sweet, 'cause I be in the 'Ville
Ask 'bout me, I been in the field
I was 15 when it start gettin' real
Caught me a face on my first drill
Shoot with two hands, they know I got skill
Shot in the clip, two opps got spilled
Got shot in the hand, I ain't like how it feel
Shot bro off the gate now my shit sealed

I'm ready for combat, war
Call up lil' Cyraq, score
Hundred shots, we got more
Hole in his face, uh, sore
Link two killers, it's finna get bad
Another opp died, I could just laugh
We all in the party, well, I'm finna spaz
I'm finna crash, shootin' the crowd

Damn, you ugly, I'm finna shoot you
These bullets connect like Bluetooth
Glock 26 give him face like ooVoo
Heard a nigga said, what, he gon' shoot who?
I know I'm janky, thought it was cool
It's only the shooters allowed in this room
So many sticks, I don't know what to choose
I feel like Go Yayo, 'cause I got the boom