Scorey, Lil Roc - Cappers lyrics
[Scorey, Lil Roc - Cappers lyrics]
Uh, uh uh, uh uh, uh (Gang, gang)
Uh uh, uh (Gang, gang, gang) uh
PSA to all you fuck niggas
(Fuck niggas) , I don't know what happened
Uh (Huh) if you never shot some shit before
Then don't start rappin'
(Don't start rappin')
If you post your ass up by that store
Just don't be lackin'
(Just don't be lackin')
Don't fuck with no rappers, cappers, actors
(Uh, uh, uh) i hang with them splackers
They gon' put you on that platter (Platter)
We make shit disasterous
We gon' pull up and just splatter (Splatter)
We turn shit to Casper, pastors, gasping
(Uh, uh, uh) too much blood for napkins
Change him like before and after
(Before and after)
Know you never shot none before
So why you acting?
We put shit on dot com, nigga
Go and ask what happened
Last nigga that triеd the gang
Got folded like a napkin
4TS what's crackln', if it's that
Wе get to clappin' rookie of the year
Around my way I make shit happen
Ten milly or the nickel on my
Lap while I'm in traffic
Shells fly out that switchy
Buss his head all into fragments
Big dawg in my hood, I send
My lil' niggas to wrap 'em, nigga
PSA to all you fuck niggas
(Fuck niggas) , I don't know what happened
Uh (Uh) if you never shot some shit before
Then don't start rappin'
(Don't start rappin')
If you post your ass up by that store
Just don't be lackin'
(Just don't be lackin')
Don't fuck with no rappers, cappers, actors
(Uh, uh, uh) i hang with them splackers
They gon' put you on that platter (Woah)
We make shit disasterous
We gon' pull up and just splatter
(Block, block)
We turn shit to Casper, pastors, gasping
(Uh, uh, uh) too much blood for napkins
Change him like before and after
On them apps that boy a tweeter like
To hide when it get real (When it get real)
Broenem hungry wit' them heaters
Just to slide and hit your grill
(And hit your grill)
Roll your mans up in this leaf because
He died up in the field (How?)
Had to hide that gun from bro
He too excited off them pills
(He off the pills) drive or grab that steel
(Uh) , slide or lamp and kill (Uh)
Shh had caught that shot up in his spine
Now he on wheels (Hah)
I'm just chasing mills, 4TS be on them drills
(Drills, drills)
We stand over shit and hit his
Head so he can't heal (Grraah)
PSA to all you fuck niggas
(Fuck niggas) , I don't know what happened
Uh (Uh) if you never shot some shit before
Then don't start rappin'
(Don't start rappin')
If you post your ass up by that store
Just don't be lackin'
(Just don't be lackin')
Don't fuck with no rappers, cappers, actors
(Uh, uh, uh) i hang with them splackers
They gon' put you on that platter (Woah)
We make shit disasterous
We gon' pull up and just splatter
(Block, block)
We turn shit to Casper, pastors, gasping
(Uh, uh, uh) too much blood for napkins
Change him like before and after
(Before and after)
Uh uh, uh (Gang, gang, gang) uh
PSA to all you fuck niggas
(Fuck niggas) , I don't know what happened
Uh (Huh) if you never shot some shit before
Then don't start rappin'
(Don't start rappin')
If you post your ass up by that store
Just don't be lackin'
(Just don't be lackin')
Don't fuck with no rappers, cappers, actors
(Uh, uh, uh) i hang with them splackers
They gon' put you on that platter (Platter)
We make shit disasterous
We gon' pull up and just splatter (Splatter)
We turn shit to Casper, pastors, gasping
(Uh, uh, uh) too much blood for napkins
Change him like before and after
(Before and after)
Know you never shot none before
So why you acting?
We put shit on dot com, nigga
Go and ask what happened
Last nigga that triеd the gang
Got folded like a napkin
4TS what's crackln', if it's that
Wе get to clappin' rookie of the year
Around my way I make shit happen
Ten milly or the nickel on my
Lap while I'm in traffic
Shells fly out that switchy
Buss his head all into fragments
Big dawg in my hood, I send
My lil' niggas to wrap 'em, nigga
PSA to all you fuck niggas
(Fuck niggas) , I don't know what happened
Uh (Uh) if you never shot some shit before
Then don't start rappin'
(Don't start rappin')
If you post your ass up by that store
Just don't be lackin'
(Just don't be lackin')
Don't fuck with no rappers, cappers, actors
(Uh, uh, uh) i hang with them splackers
They gon' put you on that platter (Woah)
We make shit disasterous
We gon' pull up and just splatter
(Block, block)
We turn shit to Casper, pastors, gasping
(Uh, uh, uh) too much blood for napkins
Change him like before and after
On them apps that boy a tweeter like
To hide when it get real (When it get real)
Broenem hungry wit' them heaters
Just to slide and hit your grill
(And hit your grill)
Roll your mans up in this leaf because
He died up in the field (How?)
Had to hide that gun from bro
He too excited off them pills
(He off the pills) drive or grab that steel
(Uh) , slide or lamp and kill (Uh)
Shh had caught that shot up in his spine
Now he on wheels (Hah)
I'm just chasing mills, 4TS be on them drills
(Drills, drills)
We stand over shit and hit his
Head so he can't heal (Grraah)
PSA to all you fuck niggas
(Fuck niggas) , I don't know what happened
Uh (Uh) if you never shot some shit before
Then don't start rappin'
(Don't start rappin')
If you post your ass up by that store
Just don't be lackin'
(Just don't be lackin')
Don't fuck with no rappers, cappers, actors
(Uh, uh, uh) i hang with them splackers
They gon' put you on that platter (Woah)
We make shit disasterous
We gon' pull up and just splatter
(Block, block)
We turn shit to Casper, pastors, gasping
(Uh, uh, uh) too much blood for napkins
Change him like before and after
(Before and after)