ZOTiYAC - Empty The Drum lyrics
[ZOTiYAC - Empty The Drum lyrics]
Shhmody
50 something shots out a MP, uh
Keep on shooting till I'm empty, uh
Bitch automatic Glock not a semi, uh
Keep shooting till the cops or a enemy come
We know every nigga dying it be somebody son
When a fuck nigga die ain't
No sympathy for 'em
Pop out empty the drum, empty the drum
Niggas don't got no guns but
They wanna go war?
The fuck is you doing that for?
45 on the side of me I call 'em Al Gore
Niggas be broke as fuck
And they stay unemployed
It ain't my fault you niggas got
Parents that don't love you
If I was yo' daddy I wouldn't trust you
If I was yo' mama I wouldn't hug you
It's crazy that yo' bitch'll
Still fuck you
It's crazy I doubled my money up
I still ain't satisfied I
Need them big pockets
But look in my pocket a big rocket
If I was to cock it I would pop it
If you was to hold it you would drop it
If you was to tote it I would take it
If you was to takе it to that
Then my niggas'll pull up all
Black with them red lasеrs
Aye, blowing that bitch at yo' head taper
Take all the money and bring
Me the head later just got the text that's
Confirming his death
Yeah I think I might go get some head later
Smoking on gas like a meth taker
Wood got me coughing don't pull
Out no damn papers
What he got up in that Bape coat?
Big black Tec yeah
I call it the breath taker
50 something shots out a MP, uh
Keep on shooting till I'm empty, uh
Bitch automatic Glock not a semi, uh
Keep shooting till the cops or a enemy come
We know every nigga dying it be somebody son
When a fuck nigga die ain't
No sympathy for 'em
Pop out empty the drum, empty the drum
Once I empty these drums
Ain't nobody gon come
It's a body for me it ain't no one on one
And these niggas is bitches they
Can't be my sons but they come after me cuz
They can't be the one
And I can't believe these niggas
Thought that they won
Nigga I'll never take a loss I'm A1
Niggas want features I ain't doing fronts
They can come talk to the boss if they want
Aye pump shotgun in the front of my passenger
This how many bullets I pass at ya
Hit his neck up I'm Dracula
Buck shots be done ate up his Acura
Foe saw that boy chain it's a massacre
FN flip that boy like a spatula
Aye fuck the opps you gon
Hate i'mma laugh at ya
50 something shots out a MP, uh
Keep on shooting till I'm empty, uh
Bitch automatic Glock not a semi, uh
Keep shooting till the cops or a enemy come
We know every nigga dying it be somebody son
When a fuck nigga die ain't
No sympathy for 'em
Pop out empty the drum, empty the drum
Niggas don't got no guns but
They wanna go war?
The fuck is you doing that for?
45 on the side of me I call 'em Al Gore
Niggas be broke as fuck
And they stay unemployed
It ain't my fault you niggas got
Parents that don't love you
If I was yo' daddy I wouldn't trust you
If I was yo' mama I wouldn't hug you
It's crazy that yo' bitch'll
Still fuck you
It's crazy I doubled my money up
I still ain't satisfied I
Need them big pockets
But look in my pocket a big rocket
If I was to cock it I would pop it
If you was to hold it you would drop it
If you was to tote it I would take it
If you was to takе it to that
Then my niggas'll pull up all
Black with them red lasеrs
Aye, blowing that bitch at yo' head taper
Take all the money and bring
Me the head later just got the text that's
Confirming his death
Yeah I think I might go get some head later
Smoking on gas like a meth taker
Wood got me coughing don't pull
Out no damn papers
What he got up in that Bape coat?
Big black Tec yeah
I call it the breath taker
50 something shots out a MP, uh
Keep on shooting till I'm empty, uh
Bitch automatic Glock not a semi, uh
Keep shooting till the cops or a enemy come
We know every nigga dying it be somebody son
When a fuck nigga die ain't
No sympathy for 'em
Pop out empty the drum, empty the drum
Once I empty these drums
Ain't nobody gon come
It's a body for me it ain't no one on one
And these niggas is bitches they
Can't be my sons but they come after me cuz
They can't be the one
And I can't believe these niggas
Thought that they won
Nigga I'll never take a loss I'm A1
Niggas want features I ain't doing fronts
They can come talk to the boss if they want
Aye pump shotgun in the front of my passenger
This how many bullets I pass at ya
Hit his neck up I'm Dracula
Buck shots be done ate up his Acura
Foe saw that boy chain it's a massacre
FN flip that boy like a spatula
Aye fuck the opps you gon
Hate i'mma laugh at ya