Ru Spits, DJ OnPoint, Danny Brown - You Might Get Shot lyrics

These niggas' shit Ru
Preschool bars you know?

This shit right here
Is called "You Might Get
Shot" featuring Danny Brown
Shout out, to whole Detroit!

And they bass ain't shit, niggas in my face
Like I owe 'em somethin'
Niggas on my dick, thinkin' that I'm rich
Like "Let me hold somethin'!"
I tell them "Chill", I ain't icy, dawg
I ain't stuntin'
Get out my face, let me roll my weed
So I can smoke somethin'
I ain't frontin' for no TV's, or no magazines
Grippin' on the wood Cadillac, extra clean
Niggas want to trip? Load another magazine
Gotta keep a few clips, just
In case you niggas
Want to take it to the extreme
But that's okay, y'all don't want no beef
Anyway
Plus y'all broke on the block nigga, anyway
What you talkin', you gon' do? (Pssf) Anyway
Lob shit about rhyme, nigga
I'll lay you down, anyday
So your best bet's, just to ride off
Took so much coke
That a dab will make you nod off
Act hard, that's drawn, niggas turn soft
Same my name, your last turn, like Earnhardt

And don't want beef
And you don't wanna grind
You ain't got the guts sucka
And I ain't got the time (No)
You might jacked (Jack)
And you might get killed (What else!?)
You might get shot
(Chea) , when shit get real

Step to Ru sideways
You know the guns will blow
I never been a follower homie
I run these shows
I don't pump no, I'd rather front the blow
It's like y'all suffer from a disease
Called "Fronszalo"
Yeah I'm crazy fam', known to pack eagles
They talk tough, I roll up
Then they catch amnesia fake thugs, no love
Get clapped when I see ya
I ain't talkin' about juice
When I sip from my squeeza
Mozzarelli maker, lots of fetti chasing
I'm in the class of big boys
With the heavy paper
You wanna talk gangsta shit
Until I blow holes, through ya handkerchief
Cause the cannon throw rounds
That could sink the ship
And I'm known to black out, on any languages
Like, (What that mean?)
Y'all already know, that I'm on my grind
This ain't nothin' motherfucka
Cause this year is mine

And don't want beef
And you don't wanna grind
You ain't got the guts sucka
And I ain't got the time (No)
You might jacked (Jack)
And you might get killed (What else!?)
You might get shot
(Chea) , when shit get real