CORRECTAR LA LETRA
Letra : XanManny
I said hello to my shoota
(uh uh uh uh) Hey Shoot!
Xan, pa** me the ruger
I got a Christian Plug, Hallelujah
I heard he a lick... move him
Music Cla** Put His Head In The Tuba
He not a goon he a goofy goober
Hey Xan... Yeah, Shoot em
On the block n***as know that i'm kickin it
N***a want the work, you know i'm dishing it
I know he snitched, he took time off his sentence
Big Dog, Chico go get him
He ain't get locked for pullin a mission
That n***a got locked for a parking ticket
Cold world, I ain't wearing no mitten
That n***a got killed for faking a image
He stay wit a rat, Stuart Little
Call him Malcolm he get shot In The Middle!
I pull up with 4 n***as like the wiggles
Serve on the bus n***a, Ms. Frizzle
I'll fill him with lead, mechanical pencil
I'm a big dog, they ain't feed me no kibble
Got 2 sticks named Hansel And Grittel
Got a bat on me like Dr. Dolittle
Where his body at? I forgot, solve the riddle
Yeah, 2 Sticks, I'm playin the cymbals
He say his draco rain I don't see a drizzle
Shoot the grandfather I don't care if he crippled
I'ma Slide on em with a Ruger or pistol
(Uh Uh) I got water I need goggles
The 762 I make him do the wobble
I don't know who to shoot... Spin The Bottle
Shoot his head, now he bald like Caillou
I don't care if you hide n***a I will Find You
That n***a gonna freeze like JR In the finals
I don't gotta hit em I just feel I'm ent**led too (Hey Manny yea)
I'm serving the junkies got clients
They thinking that I'm a family guy like Brian
You not making money you better off dying
2012 in the clip like A Mayan
(Yeah) Stomp on the work like a giant
(Yeah) In the kitchen like I'm frying
(Yeah) I got water, I'm Hawaiian
Load the clip Xan, It's jammed I'm trying
He said he shoot, Oh My God your lying!
Bro gon hit the baby if she don't stop crying
He not a shooter, he rather just type it
Cut his hand off, ARGH! Pirate
Hit the grandfather now he got arthritis
Margiela stepping now I'm fly like a pilot
We gon do the dash, I ain't talkin bout hyphen
Bro might kill his son, Abraham and Issac
(Uh, Yeah I said hello to my shoota, Uh Uh Hey Shoot Hey shoot hey shoot, hey, hey shoot)
(Backdoor, Hey Xan, Hey Manny)
(uh uh uh uh) Hey Shoot!
Xan, pa** me the ruger
I got a Christian Plug, Hallelujah
I heard he a lick... move him
Music Cla** Put His Head In The Tuba
He not a goon he a goofy goober
Hey Xan... Yeah, Shoot em
On the block n***as know that i'm kickin it
N***a want the work, you know i'm dishing it
I know he snitched, he took time off his sentence
Big Dog, Chico go get him
He ain't get locked for pullin a mission
That n***a got locked for a parking ticket
Cold world, I ain't wearing no mitten
That n***a got killed for faking a image
He stay wit a rat, Stuart Little
Call him Malcolm he get shot In The Middle!
I pull up with 4 n***as like the wiggles
Serve on the bus n***a, Ms. Frizzle
I'll fill him with lead, mechanical pencil
I'm a big dog, they ain't feed me no kibble
Got 2 sticks named Hansel And Grittel
Got a bat on me like Dr. Dolittle
Where his body at? I forgot, solve the riddle
Yeah, 2 Sticks, I'm playin the cymbals
He say his draco rain I don't see a drizzle
Shoot the grandfather I don't care if he crippled
I'ma Slide on em with a Ruger or pistol
(Uh Uh) I got water I need goggles
The 762 I make him do the wobble
I don't know who to shoot... Spin The Bottle
Shoot his head, now he bald like Caillou
I don't care if you hide n***a I will Find You
That n***a gonna freeze like JR In the finals
I don't gotta hit em I just feel I'm ent**led too (Hey Manny yea)
I'm serving the junkies got clients
They thinking that I'm a family guy like Brian
You not making money you better off dying
2012 in the clip like A Mayan
(Yeah) Stomp on the work like a giant
(Yeah) In the kitchen like I'm frying
(Yeah) I got water, I'm Hawaiian
Load the clip Xan, It's jammed I'm trying
He said he shoot, Oh My God your lying!
Bro gon hit the baby if she don't stop crying
He not a shooter, he rather just type it
Cut his hand off, ARGH! Pirate
Hit the grandfather now he got arthritis
Margiela stepping now I'm fly like a pilot
We gon do the dash, I ain't talkin bout hyphen
Bro might kill his son, Abraham and Issac
(Uh, Yeah I said hello to my shoota, Uh Uh Hey Shoot Hey shoot hey shoot, hey, hey shoot)
(Backdoor, Hey Xan, Hey Manny)
