L'A Capone - Shooters lyrics

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L'A Capone - Shooters lyrics

[Hook] It's some shooters on my squad It's some shooters on my squad If he holding on that work Then that p**y get robbed It's some shooters on my squad It's some shooters on my squad All my n***as shoot like Ray Ray Call them shooting guards (2x) [Verse 1: RondoNumbaNine] See it's some shooters from D-Block Steve drive the real D-Block CDai got 22 shots Matter fact he got a mop Booka put 'em in a box Tay 600 shoot off his top When we on them f**ing blocks They know 600 got them jocks I don't care about Lil Jay No I don't care what he say If I see him, heat his face Like my n***a Durk say Know L'A he gone spray n***as know Lil Dee'll spray Send shots everyday It's our way or no way Tell em get up out my face Edai, he don't play n***as know we GDK See a brick and drop them rakes See it's no lacking in our hood In traffic busting juggs And I got that Mac-11 So I wish a n***a would See Duck ain't on sh** I'll wet his outfit n***as know Rondo Make it tragic [Hook] [Verse 2: L'A Capone] It's some shooters in my clique Rondo let's go do a hit I'm 'bout to empty half the clip But you just lay low in the dip You know they always be running I'm a catch him every rip He talking slick his vocal cords I'm a rip He can't run from the hollow tip He can't hide from me A lot of them shooters gone ride with me I gotta keep the main thing on the side of me Tried to look at the time, almost blinded me Them Glocks, that's my cup of tea We be shooting sh** so she wanna f** with me 30 clip be sealed where the buckle be And I'm a savage, so don't put your trust in me M-Thang in the back, load the 50 up Can't lack, won't lack, keep a 50 tucked And everywhere they go, they remember us Stean Dean, your block, we bend it up Y'all know O-Block gone send it up 300 Moe Block gone send it up When we ride, we ride with the windows up Cause them opp-a** n***as be quick to duck Got a homie named Mak, he'll line you up One false move boy, and the nine is up f** a opp, money ladder, 'til we climbing up She wanna f** me, you know I'm declining her Give me top give me top, I ain't smashing her For Lil Steve, D-Thang we spazzing out Took a ride through the Nine with the ratchets up You talking slick all day, what you talking for? [Hook]