Xanman - Shoot lyrics
[Xanman - Shoot lyrics]
Who these niggas? These nigga’s don’t shoot
Who these niggas? These nigga’s don’t shoot
Who these niggas? These huh huh
Who these niggas? These nigga’s don’t shoot
Who these niggas? These nigga’s don’t shoot
Who these niggas? These nigga’s don’t shoot
Who these niggas? These huh huh
Who these niggas? These nigga’s don’t shoot
I turn the bin like DJ Clue
Feds ask me, Bitch I am Groot
Big 45 is in the garage
Steve Job’s I got a Macintosh
Creep on an opp, I’m camouflage brr grr
Got big ugh, got big chopper
You can’t Stan Lee if you was Marvel
Red tips in my gun like a Cardinal
Call out a hit like Regan Ronald
That nigga dead, he not responsive
Two sticks on me, Wander Over Yonder
Red beam on his nose, call him Rudolph
Niggas my nephew like I’m Snoop Dogg
Let’s have a shoot off
Not talking about two balls
Hands too hot, let that bitch cool off
Bitch nigga, leave your face on the curb
You won’t get shit back, big worm
Run that shit back, freaky freaky word
I know where he live, just make the next turn
I was in jail nigga, fuck a CO
Let the chop sing, Jhene Aiko
Shooters like Grand Theft Auto
Think I’m Niko forget you, Ceelo
Who these niggas? These nigga’s don’t shoot
Who these niggas? These nigga’s don’t shoot
Who these niggas? These huh huh
Who these niggas? These nigga’s don’t shoot
Who these niggas? These nigga’s don’t shoot
Who these niggas? These nigga’s don’t shoot
Who these niggas? These huh huh
Who these niggas? These nigga’s don’t shoot
Who these niggas? These nigga’s don’t shoot
Who these niggas? These huh huh
Who these niggas? These nigga’s don’t shoot
Who these niggas? These nigga’s don’t shoot
Who these niggas? These nigga’s don’t shoot
Who these niggas? These huh huh
Who these niggas? These nigga’s don’t shoot
I turn the bin like DJ Clue
Feds ask me, Bitch I am Groot
Big 45 is in the garage
Steve Job’s I got a Macintosh
Creep on an opp, I’m camouflage brr grr
Got big ugh, got big chopper
You can’t Stan Lee if you was Marvel
Red tips in my gun like a Cardinal
Call out a hit like Regan Ronald
That nigga dead, he not responsive
Two sticks on me, Wander Over Yonder
Red beam on his nose, call him Rudolph
Niggas my nephew like I’m Snoop Dogg
Let’s have a shoot off
Not talking about two balls
Hands too hot, let that bitch cool off
Bitch nigga, leave your face on the curb
You won’t get shit back, big worm
Run that shit back, freaky freaky word
I know where he live, just make the next turn
I was in jail nigga, fuck a CO
Let the chop sing, Jhene Aiko
Shooters like Grand Theft Auto
Think I’m Niko forget you, Ceelo
Who these niggas? These nigga’s don’t shoot
Who these niggas? These nigga’s don’t shoot
Who these niggas? These huh huh
Who these niggas? These nigga’s don’t shoot
Who these niggas? These nigga’s don’t shoot
Who these niggas? These nigga’s don’t shoot
Who these niggas? These huh huh
Who these niggas? These nigga’s don’t shoot