Shoot 'em Up

One forty-four

Two forty-fives

Three loaded clips, four **** roll

One **** drives

Five-hundred Benz

Six reasons why this kid should die

We shooting every motherfucker outside

Pulled on his block

Jumped out the car guns in our hand

At the same time everybody ran

There that **** go

Hiding in the crowd

Let the trigger blow

7 shots now he lying on the ground

Blood on the floor

Then we shot some more

**** he was with

Two **** hit, one **** fell

One tried to run

Go get him son

Make sure he's done

'Fore we bail I ain't trying to go to jail

Must handle beef

Code of the streets

Load up the heat

If these **** think they can fuck around

Real **** do things

By all means

**** 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

Shoot 'em up, just shoot 'em up, what

Kill, kill, kill, murder, murder, murder

Driving through the 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

Steppin' 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 Sherri

Sherri 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, head 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 other's 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

Empty 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