Gunshots lyrics

by

Cassidy


The block Pop So The Strip Full
Rocks, Gotta Fist full
Boy Pop sh*t That Hot sh*t I Gotta Clip Full
When I Start Sparkin', It Be Barkin' Like Pitbulls
Matter Of Fact Rottwhila's
When I Make them Shots Holla!
Chicks On My c*ck, Still On The Block Holla!
If Cops On The Block, They Still Gonna Cop, Holla!
Ock I Got Sence, thats Why I Got Dollars
I Was Told the rules , I'm Old School Like my Godfather!
I Was Showed The Moves, Schooled By The Older
Dudes
How To Show & Prove, So I Move Like
A Soldier Moves!
Real Militant, I'm I'll Still Killin It
I'm Real, Guys That's Paralized That's Still Feelin It!
Yeah I'm Still On My Feet & My Toes
Get High As The Presidential suite At the Nose
Gettin Higher than The Nose Bleed Seats At My Shows
f*ck a Mayback, I Play The Back Seats Of The Rolls!
f*ck A Gt, I Pull Up In The Cls
There Guts soft Like My Female Breast
Is It a V12, Yes!
I cop the uncopable n*gga, you can't stop the unstopable n*gga, I'll buss a shot through you n*ggas!
And I Was Like A Pop To You n*ggas, I Gave You A Flow, Adopted You n*ggas, I Did Alot For U n*ggas!
And This The f*ckin Thanks I Get, you my Son you Should Thank My di*k!
You take my sh*t Flip It Around & Now You think You Sick?
I Guess you Think you Cass, But I Think You Trash
& I'll Spank that Ass, you Ain't f*ckin' With Me
You Wouldn't Even Rap Like that If It wasn't For Me! WOW!
I've Been Have My Weight Up
How You Gonna battle Me With the Style That I Made Up? WOW!
When I'm Home, It's Envy
I'm Feelin Like the Boy pac When He Was On The Phone With biggie WOW!
What The f*ck Is Going On Out Here? What The f*ck Is n*ggas Doin' Out Here, n*ggas Drawn Out Here!
Your Block Hot, I Put A John Out There, My Block Hot Your sh*t Warm Out There!
So We Goin Out There, Set Up Shot, And Get It On Out There
I'm On Point Like A Thorn Out Here!
Come To Philly, I'm A Don Out Here
Yeah you Know I'm A Boss Dawg,naw this ain't izod, It's Lacoste Dawg!
I Floss Dawg, & I Stay With My Juelz On
You Probably Wouldn't See This Much Ice In A Hail Storm!
There's Nothing To Flash, But f*ckin With Cass, Will Get You Bucked On, Buck An A Half!
Cause It's Only A Handful Of Rappers That's Touching the Cash
& Most Of them, Gettin f*cked In They Ass!
There's Snakes Up In the Grass, and Cass I Gonna Blast When The Beef Is On
I Walk With The Shells, But I Ain't Got No Adidas On!
And I'll Squeeze The John Even If The Law Watchin
I'm To Hard, The Rap Version of Bernard Hopkins!
n*gga! Cassidy b*tch! Scream at me!
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