Nas - Shoot 'Em Up lyrics

One 44, two 45's
Three loaded clips, four niggas roll
One nigga drives five hundred Benz
Six reasons why this kid should die
We shooting every mothafucka outside
Pulled on his block, jumped out the car
Guns in our hand
At the same time everybody ran
There that nigga go, hiding in the crowd
Let the trigger blow
Seven shots now he lying on the ground
Blood on the floor then we shot some more
Niggas he was with two niggas hit
One nigga fell
One tried to run, go get him son
Make sure he's done 'fore we bail
I ain't tryna go to jail
Must handle beef, code of the street
Load up the heat
If these nigga think they could fuck around
Real niggas do real things by all means
Niggas knowing how we get down, it goes

Shoot 'em up, just shoot 'em up, what?
(Kill-kill-kill, murder-murder-murder)
Shoot 'em up, just shoot 'em up, what?
(Kill-kill-kill, murder-murder-murder)
Shoot 'em up, just shoot 'em up, what?
(Kill-kill-kill, murder-murder-murder)

Driving through roads, Suburban Chevrolet
Six tinted windows, and I'm on my way
To get up with my hoes
I pull up to they house
Not a freak to be heard, nobody came out
Ringing the bell, where in the hell
Could they be at?
I'm about to leave stepping slow
Where my truck was at
Who the fuck is that? Could it be a jack?
Now pull my strap
It's my man and we have the same plan
There them bitches go, Civic '94
Looking funny though, open up the car door
Funny smile
Fuck two already, third ass was heavy
"Nas this is Sherry, Sherry this
Is Nas and his man, ready?"
Walked in the house
Snatched off they clothes
Ran through them hoes, plenty ice
That they all seemed to like
Can't find my man, heard a blam-blam
Now I'm wondering, "In this scam
Do I even stand a chance?"
He killed the hoes, took all they dough
Fire in his eyes
Higher than the sky coming down the stairs
Now he wanting mine, reaching for my nine
Aiming with our guns at each others face
At the same time
My nine on his lips, his fifth on my chin
I start whispering
"Put your gun down, we can skip town"
Rocked him to sleep, pushed back his meat
Lift off his chain, took his shit
Emptied out close range

Shoot 'em up, just shoot 'em up, what?
(Kill-kill-kill, murder-murder-murder)
Shoot 'em up, just shoot 'em up, what?
(Kill-kill-kill, murder-murder-murder)
Shoot 'em up, just shoot 'em up, what?
Shoot 'em up, just shoot 'em up, what?
(Kill-kill-kill, murder-murder-murder)