They Shootin’ (Rock Mixx) lyrics

[Intro: DJ Clay]
DJ Clay
Oh, it's DJ Clay!
Let 'Em Bleed: The Mixxtape, Vol. 3!
Hatchet House, Psychopathic
We still running sh*t!

[Verse 1: Shaggy 2 Dope]
A bullet flew through my window and shot my clock
I ran out on the front porch and stood there shocked
They all out here shooting up and down the street
I joined in on the action and blast my heat
Rat-a-tat, automatic, attack is sporadic
Shot two more hoods and a stray crack addict
Take time to reload as guns explode
Bodies and bloodstains all over the road
I called a police, he came with sirens
Pulled up on the lawn, and saw me, and started firing
I barely escaped, I ain't seen this coming
But everywhere I turn in the city, they gunning
All out

[Hook: Shaggy 2 Dope, Violent J] (2x)
(They shootin!)
They shootin bullets at my f*ckin head! (Listen!)
I said they shootin bullets at my muthaf*ckin head!
They all mad!
Ba-bam, bam, bam, ba-bam, bam, bam
Ba-bam, bam, bam, bam, bam, bam, bam!
[Verse 2:]
People all on they roofs running and shooting each other
Ya wife, ya mother, ya brother, any muthaf*cka!
Guns out and blast, it's all in the air
Random bullets whizzin off of sh*t everywhere
I shot a b*tch in the earhole, I'm under the curse
Old ladies and priests shoot it out in a church
I'm shot twice in the leg, but I'm all the way live
If this is Armageddon, f*ck it I'mma survive!
Two clips, a .45, and double-barrel mossberg
Aiming straight for they chest, f*ckin cost nerds
Everyone's armed with intentions of harm
f*cking do not remain calm, sound the alarm!

[Hook: Shaggy 2 Dope, Violent J] (2x)
(They shootin!)
They shootin bullets at my f*ckin head! (Listen!)
I said they shootin bullets at my muthaf*ckin head!
They all mad!
Ba-bam, bam, bam, ba-bam, bam, bam
Ba-bam, bam, bam, bam, bam, bam, bam!

[Bridge: Violent J]
Ba-bam, bam, bam, ba-bam, bam, bam
Ba-bam, bam, bam, ba-bam, bam, bam
Ba-bam, bam, bam, bam, bam, bam, bam
Ba-bam, bam, bam, bam, bam, bam, bam
[Verse 3: Shaggy 2 Dope]
I felt a pellet gun plug me in the back of the neck
A little kid with red eyes, I blasted him back
All lights been shot out; it's dark out here
Listen to the hollow points whistle through the air
No two people seen working together
As soon as they load up, they blast on each other
I'm dumping on anybody moving at all
I'm wounded, hiding in the back of a strip mall
The nights get quieter as time moves on
Less people alive, nobody moves at dawn
Anyone caught slipping gets picked off quick
The worlds goin out on some p*ssed off sh*t

[Hook: Shaggy 2 Dope, Violent J] (2x)
(They shootin!)
They shootin bullets at my f*ckin head! (Listen!)
I said they shootin bullets at my muthaf*ckin head!
They all mad!
Ba-bam, bam, bam, ba-bam, bam, bam
Ba-bam, bam, bam, bam, bam, bam, bam!

[Outro: Violent J]
Ba-bam, bam, bam, ba-bam, bam, bam
Ba-bam, bam, bam, ba-bam, bam, bam
Ba-bam, bam, bam, bam, bam, bam, bam
Ba-bam, bam, bam, bam, bam, bam, bam