Project Pat, Shy Glizzy, Colonel Loud - Shooters lyrics

[Project Pat, Shy Glizzy, Colonel Loud - Shooters lyrics]

Uhh, it's your boy Colonel Loud
Know what I'm talkin bout
Them muthafuckin shooters nigga yuh, um
We got niggas out here
Thinking they doing something
Might cross a nigga for a little bit of
Bread, but niggas ain't worried
Bout that shit, man
I ain't gotta get dirty my nigga
I'm a muthafucking boss, jefe nigga
I got shooters

I got shooters, got shooters, got shooters
My niggas they ride with the rugers
I got shooters, got shooters, got shooters
You know that my young boys will do ya
I got shooters, got shooters, got shooters
Don't come in my trap with that bullshit
I got shooters, got shooters, got shooters
Got shooters
My young boy he dumping that whole clip
I got shooters, got shooters, got shooters
My niggas they ride with the rugers
I got shooters, got shooters, got shooters
You know that my young boys will do ya
I got shooters, got shooters, got shooters
Don't come in my trap with that bullshit
I got shooters, got shooters, got shooters
Got shooters
My young boy he dumping that whole clip

My dope in the plastic no questions asking
Robbery squad, with out masking
Choppers with scopes the hoes
Square ass nigga, livin with hoes
Russian rifle, with the banana clippers
It'll tame everyone of you, monkey ass niggas
Nigga ran off with the drop, he got shot
Tried to run off in the spot, he got popped
Young niggas kill anything for the guap
Tell lil bruh smoke up then the crop
Its payback bitch
Thats why the bullets sailing
Took your head off
And yo bitch got to screaming
Y'all was on a date, bullets got to raining
Brains on the glass
What the fuck was he thinking?
Crossing the boss, get you lost in the sauce
Get yo ass blowed off, running off at the jaw

I got shooters, got shooters, got shooters
My niggas they ride with the rugers
I got shooters, got shooters, got shooters
You know that my young boys will do ya
I got shooters, got shooters, got shooters
Don't come in my trap with that bullshit
I got shooters, got shooters, got shooters
Got shooters
My young boy he dumping that whole clip
I got shooters, got shooters, got shooters
My niggas they ride with the rugers
I got shooters, got shooters, got shooters
You know that my young boys will do ya
I got shooters, got shooters, got shooters
Don't come in my trap with that bullshit
I got shooters, got shooters, got shooters
Got shooters
My young boy he dumping that whole clip

Lil nigga laying in the bushes
Waiting for your ass to hit the front door
Catch a pussy nigga close range
Leave his ass laying on the front porch
What it look like? I ain't pull the triggas
All this motherfucking money that I'm making
I'm a boss in these Carolina streets
I seen a lot a rap niggas out faking
You ain't bout that life my nigga
You ain't never dozed off in the trap
Waking up to a fiend in
Your face, fist balled up
Still palming on that crack
My young boy got a Glock that holds 17
He been shooting since he 12, now he 17
Don't let my little nigga pull
Up on that Chevy thing
He don't give a fuck, when he done
Be spraying everything
And thats a motherfucking truth
See my shooters? They'll shoot
When I give the green light they don't ask
No questions they just do what it do
I'm a motherfucking boss
Keep thinking I'm soft
I don't get my hands dirty
I send my young boys
They'll knock your ass off

I got shooters, got shooters, got shooters
My niggas they ride with the rugers
I got shooters, got shooters, got shooters
You know that my young boys will do ya
I got shooters, got shooters, got shooters
Don't come in my trap with that bullshit
I got shooters, got shooters, got shooters
Got shooters
My young boy he dumping that whole clip
I got shooters, got shooters, got shooters
My niggas they ride with the rugers
I got shooters, got shooters, got shooters
You know that my young boys will do ya
I got shooters, got shooters, got shooters
Don't come in my trap with that bullshit
I got shooters, got shooters, got shooters
Got shooters
My young boy he dumping that whole clip

The one and the only, the Jefe
You play with my set, it get messy
Let niggas play with my fetti
Watch me swing round that weight like I'm
These niggas funny like Eddie (Murphy)
I told your bitch here go a Bezzy
(She Thirsty)
I got two bitches in Beverley, said
That I'm buying one Louis, one Fendi
Got shooters, got shooters, got shooters
(boom, boom)
I got mula, got mula, got mula (lot of it)
Your girlfriend, yes she's a chooser
You can have her back that bitch a jeweler
Clip hanging out like a ruler (bang)
It's Big Glizzy, bitch yes I'm the ruler
(bang, bang)
They don't want no work, they not stupid
Have choppers show that lil boy he so foolish
(blahh) chase 7 I mean the never killed
If I don't? Well of course
All of these diamonds look like Mr floss
I spend the bands, I don't care what it costs
I tell my young nigga, off
And he get to taking them off
Glizzy got 30s, and 50s, and 100s
You better bout face for them all

I got shooters, got shooters, got shooters
My niggas they ride with the rugers
I got shooters, got shooters, got shooters
You know that my young boys will do ya
I got shooters, got shooters, got shooters
Don't come in my trap with that bullshit
I got shooters, got shooters, got shooters
Got shooters
My young boy he dumping that whole clip
I got shooters, got shooters, got shooters
My niggas they ride with the rugers
I got shooters, got shooters, got shooters
You know that my young boys will do ya
I got shooters, got shooters, got shooters
Don't come in my trap with that bullshit
I got shooters, got shooters, got shooters
Got shooters
My young boy he dumping that whole clip

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