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Correct Real Shooter Lyrics
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Boosie Badazz
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Man, what the fuck this nigga want? Shit 4:30 in the morning Calling a nigga this fucking early, this nigga crazy Phone rang, it's my nigga G tryna get some vick Boss man, what's happening with ya, nigga? Let me clear the business Yo I got it but not this instance Yo boss, them boys slipped it Before y'all get in position, we gon stalk him and we gon flip him We ain't talking if they come get us on the statement Where's my lawyer? You know Jason on the way, when the cold in [?] Not talking man what's important Anybody can shoot Y'all go for all that shit But now them boys be with Boosie We stomp you out like a movie big curvy and 20 uzi's Fuck with us boy you stupid We clutch and we all go use it Fuck with us y'all go lose it We won street wars, nigga So ain't no telling what we will do to you little rap boys who act hard I sent an army of commandos and Rambos Niggas who watch you all night through gazelles, not binoculars Smash and go eat tilapia Laugh at you over dinner Focus in eyes open there's not laughing when we in that rental I got the real shooter That's in jail for it Ring a nigga bell for it They'll never say no I got the real shooter That's in jail for it Ring a nigga bell for it They'll never say no I got the real shooter Lay by your house for you Or set the bitch off for you Or make some white chalk for me and don't talk back I got the real shooter That's in jail for it Ring a nigga bell for it They'll never say no I got the real shooter I know a man myth I know an old dawg These niggas love me They call me they big dawg It don't matter who you is nigga We gon get the big dawg Cut the head off the body fall like when [?] dive Ride or die Wait on that nigga since he on his fucking back Gon saw that he [?] since he had a fucking problem 5 to the face, 6 to the body You know you die [?] Red still on my passenger side, nigga I got the real shooter That's in jail for it Ring a nigga bell for it They'll never say no I got the real shooter That's in jail for it Ring a nigga bell for it They'll never say no I got the real shooter Lay by your house for you Or set the bitch off for you Or make some white chalk for me and don't talk back I got the real shooter That's in jail for it Ring a nigga bell for it They'll never say no I got the real shooter Shoot 'em up, bang bang (you better run from em) You better run from it (you better run) We got that bond money I got the real shooter (You better run from ‘em) (You better run from ‘em) We got that bond money I got the real shooter They like their homework (they do their homework) They like their homework (they do their homework) I got the real shooter They like their homework (they do their homework) They like their homework I got the real shooter We known ridin' on the hunt, with a rocket launch On my lap there's my strap, my pocket monster We known ridin' on the hunt, with a rocket launch On my lap there's my strap, my pocket monster [?] round some sick niggas with some sick waves Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang [?] round some sick niggas with some sick waves Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang
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