Its some shooters in this house, its some shooters in this house
Its a whole bunch, a whole bunch of shooters in this house
Its some shooters in this house, its some shooters in this house
If you wanna go to war, f** it, n***a lets shoot it out
Walk up from my spot, see I dont have a seat
I just been there, 5 shoot outs last week
He bought the run division, plus he moving in the kitchen
Nobody make a move n***a when Scooter handling bizness
Reaching in his pocket, Gucci slap him with the pistol
Get your b**h a** down n***a, motherf**ing move n***a
Hood rich!
Break up to your sister, Im a sunder in the runner
I dont give a damn about it, but I make n***as with the tunner
I got money in the jungle, tryina pop a kish kush
Me and Scooter aint twins but we got twin choppers
I Waka Flocka Flame a n***a hit em with the yapa
Im a street n***a, never be a partner to a copper
What the f** going on n***a?
Who the f** let these police a** n***a in?
I dont know
f** at the spot n***a
Snitching a** n***as got caught with a brick
Same day call my phone for 30 seats
I can see with one eye open like Slick Rick
f** the police thats why I rep about them bricks
I aint did it n***a, but these bricks get remix
When the choppa start spitting, n***a gonn get split
n***a rob me in the car, while it was 1996
Ever since the day, them n***as trying me since
Bow down bruh
Tell my n***a Raj here in 96
No, you get out boy
You did
You still gotta pay
n***a owed me a brick, that was 3 years ago
Seen him in the club, n***as shot him in the throat
Black amigo Scooter still rob me gold
And I still got a lot of shooters on the pay roll
I dont Scooter
I got shooters
You got a shooter?
Aye man what?
Get it down by that fresh man, youre sitting by the counter?
I need em bruh
Yea, let em in
Aye, open the door n***a
I need 50 of them pretty mills, this n***a at the store
He waiting right now, Gucci is it a go?
I hope it is, cause if it is, my shooters, they on go
Shooter on the Scooter, brain them both
He runnin right right now, she just came from way up the road
10 millimeter with 30 shots, make your f**in head explode
I got a traphouse mansion with some hard wood floors
Cant come in, I got burglar bar doors
Trap going crazy, but I got it under control
I just bust them open, fix em up and move them out the door
Hoodest n***a in this building, man get Scooter on the phone
Im like a NBA coach, cause I keep shooters at my home
All I know I never seen his face in my life
Street smart so I know this n***a aint right
Pull up at my spot, country car hit your lights
Before you hit the door, you get robbed on sight
Its some shooters in this house, its some shooters in this house
Its a whole bunch, a whole bunch of shooters in this house
Its some shooters in this house, its some shooters in this house
If you wanna go to war, f** it, n***a lets shoot it out
Its some shooters in this house, its some shooters in this house
Its a whole bunch, a whole bunch of shooters in this house
Its some shooters in this house, its some shooters in this house
If you wanna go to war, f** it, n***a lets shoot it out