[Bridge: Lil Shawn and Young Pappy]
Hundred rounds in them drums, lil' n***a
Beef with us, get a gun, lil' n***a
A pump fake? Just run, lil' n***a
PBG sh**!
Hundred rounds in them drums, lil' n***a
Beef with us, get a gun, lil' n***a
A pump fake? Just run, lil' n***a
TFG b**h!
Hundred rounds in them drums, lil' n***a
Beef with us, get a gun, lil' n***a
A pump fake? Just run, lil' n***a
Hundred rounds in them drums, lil' n***a
Better run, lil' n***a!
[Hook: Lil Shawn and Young Pappy]
Got a whole lot of shooters on my squad
b**h, I got a squad full of shooters
Got a whole lot of shooters on my squad
b**h, I got a squad full of shooters
Got a whole lot of shooters, whole lot of shots!
Whole lot of shooters, whole lot of shots!
Whole lot of shooters, whole lot of shots!
Whole lot of shooters, whole lot of shots!
Gun lock, gun lock, gun lock, glaaah!
[Verse 1: Lil Shawn]
b**h, we got a squad full of shooters
We move with them AK's and rugers!
We don't sneak diss on computers
We just send lil' Kemo to do you!
Lil' shotta, don't fight, I just up pipes
Down stripe, make him go good night
Took his b**h, now a n***a wanna' fight
Give him sores like a hive
Was acting tough worth losing your life?
(Was it n***a?)
Naw, I ain't think so
I'm just looking for some brain like a scarecrow
Spitting bars like a n***a on d**h row
Treat his a** like some dope, he can get smoked
If he holding on the work, he can get poked
f**ing on the throat, make a lil' b**h choke
And I hang with them Insane Cutthroats
Bullets make his foot work like jump rope
Hold up, we in a jam so get low
Say they drillin', but they lying like a Leo
Slick got Tec, and he want them on
Out west, too turnt' in the veno
And I heard n***as dissing on Pooh Bear
That's the reason why we smoking on Keno!
Gang (x7), dawg!
[Hook: Lil Shawn and Young Pappy]
[Verse 2: Young Pappy]
Might pop out from the T wit fo 'nem
Might serve a couple keys to mo 'nem
Don't hit the block without my Glock, I tote them
I get the job, and catch a opp, I smoke him
And that's it, ain't no nun' of that extra sh**
Unless it's a extra clip
That's brand new Tec, I'm ready to test this b**h
And I ain't gonna' but bet I stretch some sh**
Cause bro taught me to shoot
And then I taught folks how to shoot
n***a, you don't even know how to shoot
I ain't saying I'm a pro when I shoot
But that opps can't flex on my name, n***as know what I do
Walk ups, and I ride up n***a
Either way you gon' get fired up n***a
Have Spazz hop out the back with the mac
Drench him, point him out, he like where that n***a at?
Oh, don't nobody know sh** now?
Stop flexing you ain't gon' blow sh** down!
This fo 'nick got so much kick, when I let this b**h spit
Even I'm gon' get down!
A lot of hoes on my dick, I can pick now
This Mac got a cooling kit, with a switch now
Silencer, so my Glock sound like this now (shh!)
[Hook: Lil Shawn and Young Pappy]