Spodee Shoot Em Lyrics
Shoot Em by Spodee
[Chorus: Spodee]
I'm from the eastside, and I ain't gotta put no mask on
In the cut, I'ma hit the gass, smash on 'm
Fuck the cops, 30 rounds, I'ma blast on 'm
Fuck the law, do my stuff, and I mash on 'm
Shoot 'm, shoot 'm, shoot 'm, shoot 'm
[Verse 1: Shad Da God]
I can't cut that bitch, already cut it
Got 37 in my lack, got 30 rounds in the back
Shoot 'm, my crew do
Pour Moonrock, do it
They say they gang, they sayin' they knew 'm
[Verse 2: Bankroll Fresh]
How you a shooter, but you don't shoot back
Brand new black, aimin' right at your head
Don't fuck around and get wacked, don't fuck around and get strapped
We militant, pull up, and killin' shit
Young niggas with me, and they actin belligerent
Add that bitch up, go right on the interstate
Do the bitch, demolish it right in the plane
[Verse 3: Spodee]
We right in the wraith, niggas ain't using no persona, you know the choppers disintegrate
A nigga just shot me, with a little shotty, like here, let me demonstrate
Put that lil' shit away
I'm with the shit, let me demonstrate
We let the bullets fight, all my niggas tight, fuck what a nigga say
Spodee!
[Chorus: Spodee]
I'm from the eastside, and I ain't gotta put no mask on
In the cut, I'ma hit the gass, smash on 'm
Fuck the cops, 30 rounds, Imma blast on 'm
Fuck the law, do my stuff, and I mash on 'm
Shoot 'm, shoot 'm, shoot 'm, shoot 'm
[Verse 4: Neechie]
Two traps, in the backseat
Pull up on the scene, in a black jeep
What it cost for shoes, you niggas goin' lose
Who the fuck is you foolin'
We shootin' on site, you fuck up your life
My diamonds so bright
Talk that shit, and get wacked
Shoot up your street with the Mac
[Verse 5: Peewee Roscoe]
I pull up in that Lac, kill that shit from the back
Hunt down on his head, we get cheese, you rats
Killed that lil' bitch, we only use the stick
That's a cold casket, gotta get the blood to match it
[Chorus: Spodee]
I'm from the eastside, and I ain't gotta put no mask on
In the cut, I'ma hit the gass, smash on 'm
Fuck the cops, 30 rounds, I'ma blast on 'm
Fuck the law, do my stuff, and I mash on 'm
Shoot 'm, shoot 'm, shoot 'm, shoot 'm
I'm from the eastside, and I ain't gotta put no mask on
In the cut, I'ma hit the gass, smash on 'm
Fuck the cops, 30 rounds, I'ma blast on 'm
Fuck the law, do my stuff, and I mash on 'm
Shoot 'm, shoot 'm, shoot 'm, shoot 'm
[Verse 1: Shad Da God]
I can't cut that bitch, already cut it
Got 37 in my lack, got 30 rounds in the back
Shoot 'm, my crew do
Pour Moonrock, do it
They say they gang, they sayin' they knew 'm
[Verse 2: Bankroll Fresh]
How you a shooter, but you don't shoot back
Brand new black, aimin' right at your head
Don't fuck around and get wacked, don't fuck around and get strapped
We militant, pull up, and killin' shit
Young niggas with me, and they actin belligerent
Add that bitch up, go right on the interstate
Do the bitch, demolish it right in the plane
[Verse 3: Spodee]
We right in the wraith, niggas ain't using no persona, you know the choppers disintegrate
A nigga just shot me, with a little shotty, like here, let me demonstrate
Put that lil' shit away
I'm with the shit, let me demonstrate
We let the bullets fight, all my niggas tight, fuck what a nigga say
Spodee!
[Chorus: Spodee]
I'm from the eastside, and I ain't gotta put no mask on
In the cut, I'ma hit the gass, smash on 'm
Fuck the cops, 30 rounds, Imma blast on 'm
Fuck the law, do my stuff, and I mash on 'm
Shoot 'm, shoot 'm, shoot 'm, shoot 'm
[Verse 4: Neechie]
Two traps, in the backseat
Pull up on the scene, in a black jeep
What it cost for shoes, you niggas goin' lose
Who the fuck is you foolin'
We shootin' on site, you fuck up your life
My diamonds so bright
Talk that shit, and get wacked
Shoot up your street with the Mac
[Verse 5: Peewee Roscoe]
I pull up in that Lac, kill that shit from the back
Hunt down on his head, we get cheese, you rats
Killed that lil' bitch, we only use the stick
That's a cold casket, gotta get the blood to match it
[Chorus: Spodee]
I'm from the eastside, and I ain't gotta put no mask on
In the cut, I'ma hit the gass, smash on 'm
Fuck the cops, 30 rounds, I'ma blast on 'm
Fuck the law, do my stuff, and I mash on 'm
Shoot 'm, shoot 'm, shoot 'm, shoot 'm