Tazz - Who Shot Ya? lyrics

[Tazz - Hook] Man n***a Who shot ya? Who shotta? Man mothaf** the coppas get a choppa Leave a n***a all chopped up f** a docter Let em find the boy holding his head Hightunez roster got a new rasta Competition get dropped lyrical lama Bang bang blllllllah leave the beat boxed up Any diss then a n***a get dead [Verse 1 - Tazz] Im the illest outchea I said Better than your whole click already Tryna take over the south through word of mouth till that paper coming in steady Welcome to the bottom of the pyramid Low eyes when the high grade kicking in No competition in sight, co*ky as f** but yall n***as ain't getting it Hol up roll that girl you know Purp video coming soon like my new hoe Nuevo all in your throat in a 2 door Head while im driving, s** it till you full doe God dammit imma savage A lyrical menace Taking advantage of these broads in their panties Dont panic I slam it im slapping her fanny I flip it and ram it Aim for her face pull out and then BLAM it [Hook] Damn shawty Who shot ya? Who shotta? Man mothaf** the coppas get a choppa Leave a n***a all chopped up f** a docter Let em find the boy holding his head Hightunez roster got a new rasta Competition get dropped lyrical lama Bang bang blllllllah leave the beat boxed up Any diss then a n***a get dead [Verse 2 - Lil Theo] Damn n***a who shot ya All my n***as some shottas Imma need a lawyer, u need a doctor Like a toast bread how we pop up Gloc 40 with the safety off n***a talk blow his nose off My girl bad, her a** fat Gotta look twice before u cross that My n***as don't play no games My team got heat, no games I see the beat, I buy the best, I k** the beat, insane Our style ain't the same Coming for you, Usain k**ing n***as on the beat, ain't no gun but my sh** Bang... Damn!!! [Hook] Man n***a Who shot ya? Who shotta? Man mothaf** the coppas get a choppa Leave a n***a all chopped up f** a docter Let em find the boy holding his head Hightunez roster got a new rasta Competition get dropped lyrical lama Bang bang blllllllah leave the beat boxed up Any diss then a n***a get dead [Verse 3 - Lumos] Who shot ya Right now dat nuh even matta Jus ..call up a docta See if him can Remove di copper Reason ...why dem did clap ya Cus u talkin to coppa k** an informa.. like di boy Dangles inna shottas U haffi be, mad like Max If u check seh, teddy nah go bruk off a shot When u mouth a swing off, jus like Richie locks U beg him , fi tek jus di money and lef out the shots Jus tek di wah and lef out the wah *gunshot*