Lyrics 50 Shots - Pooh Shiesty
Thirty,
forty,
fifty
shit
(blrrrd)
I
shoot
'til
that
glizzy
click
(shoot
until
it
click)
If
you
see
my
face,
don't
run
away
That's
how
Ricky
got
hit
(that's
how
Ricky
got
hit)
I
can't
count
how
many
times
these
bitches
Told
me
I
ain't
shit
(and
I
know
I
ain't
shit)
Can't
remember
last
time
I
sent
some
bullets
And
I
missed
(I
make
sure
all
them
bullets
hit)
In
the
trap,
we
get
it
in
(let's
go)
Fuck
off
a
five
and
stack
a
ten
(know
that
we
don't
miss)
In
this
steamer
with
this
model
She
don't
know
I
changed
the
VIN
(this
a
stolen
car
we
in)
They
used
to
ask
what's
Choppa
Gang
Now
niggas
dyin'
just
to
get
in
(nigga
whack
somethin'
to
get
in)
My
lil'
nigga
doin'
life
He
tryna
shank
somethin'
with
a
pen
(might
stab
you
with
his
pen)
Hit
off
two
hundred,
tryna
creep
up
on
me
Boy,
them
chances
thin
(boy,
them
chances
thin)
Sixty
rounds
under
my
chop
(chop)
Hang
out
the
window
of
this
van
(window
of
that
van)
This
Draco
play
a
sad
song
I
hold
it
like
a
violin
(hold
it
like
a
violin)
Earn
your
stats
all
off
them
bodies
(bodies)
Let
this
murder
game
begin
(murder
game
begin)
Hang
with
the
opps
'til
you
die
over
there
Can't
flip
back
on
this
side
(can't
come
back
over
here)
Thought
they
really
wanted
me
dead
until
they
snitched
on
me
on
live
Only
get
shot
at
on
the
internet
In
real
life
them
pussies
hidin'
(hidin')
Been
in
shootouts
with
some
real
gangsters
Tilt
my
hat,
still
wish
they
die
(blrrrd,
blrrrd)
And
this
a
gold
piece
on
that
glee
Ain't
no
runnin',
you
see
this
fire
(blrrrd,
Big
Blrrrd)
Everybody
dressed
in
all
black
lettin'
off
some
Shit
you
can't
describe
(shit
you
can't
describe)
They
don't
get
whacked,
I'ma
go
crazy
Them
gettin'
away'll
hurt
my
pride
(that'll
hurt
my
pride)
I
run
into
them
bitches
on
the
e-way
Then
I'm
shootin'
the
driver
(blrrrd,
blrrrd)
Thirty,
forty,
fifty
shit
(ayy,
blrrrd,
blrrrd,
blrrrd,
blrrrd,
blrrrd)
I
shoot
'til
that
glizzy
click
(shoot
until
it
click)
If
you
see
my
face,
don't
run
away
That's
how
Ricky
got
hit
(that's
how
Ricky
got
hit)
I
can't
count
how
many
times
these
bitches
Told
me
I
ain't
shit
(and
I
know
I
ain't
shit)
Can't
remember
last
time
I
sent
some
bullets
And
I
missed
(I
make
sure
all
them
bullets
hit)
In
the
trap,
we
get
it
in
(let's
go)
Fuck
off
a
five
and
stack
a
ten
(know
that
we
don't
miss)
In
this
steamer
with
this
model
She
don't
know
I
changed
the
VIN
(this
a
stolen
car
we
in)
They
used
to
ask
what's
Choppa
Gang
Now
niggas
dyin'
just
to
get
in
(nigga
whack
somethin'
to
get
in)
My
lil'
nigga
doin'
life,
he
tryna
shank
somethin'
with
a
pen
Ayy,
what
you
gon'
do
for
some
cash?
Ain't
heard?
I
send
it
by
the
drop
(I
sent
it
by
the
drop)
Dropped
sixty-somethin'
for
my
neckpiece
(neckpiece)
And
a
light
thirty
for
this
watch
(thirty
for
this
watch)
I
come
disguised
up
like
a
junkie
(Huh),
get
to
shootin',
I
ain't
tryna
shop
The
FBI
know
what's
up
with
me
Certified,
steppin'
my
job
(know
what's
up)
Organized
crime,
we
don't
do
cooperations,
not
at
all
(no
talkin')
Got
secret
weapons,
automatics,
fifties,
coolant
kits
installed
Now
I
don't
'posed
to
have
this
shit
But
if
I
get
caught,
make
that
call
(blrrrd,
blrrrd,
blrrrd)
'Fore
I
go
out
like
I'm
Ricky,
turn
around,
I
Drac'
'em
all
(Ricky)
'Fore
I
spend
my
money
on
a
hit
Come
do
that
shit
myself
(come
do
that
shit
myself)
Creep
up
on
you,
I
get
close,
finish
'em
off
You
need
some
help
(you
need
some
help,
pussy)
You
see
your
man,
better
get
off,
no
freezin'
up,
forever
step
(step)
It
ain't
no
way
they
can
win
war
with
Us
'less
they
team
up
with
12,
blrrrd
Thirty,
forty,
fifty
shit
(blrrrd,
blrrrd)
I
shoot
'til
that
glizzy
click
(Big
Blrrrd)
If
you
see
my
face
Don't
run
away
(walk
away)
That's
how
Ricky
got
hit
(how
Ricky
got
hit)
I
can't
count
how
many
times
these
bitches
Told
me
I
ain't
shit
(told
me
that
I
ain't
shit)
Can't
remember
last
time
I
sent
some
bullets
and
I
missed
In
the
trap,
we
get
it
in
Fuck
off
a
five
and
stack
a
ten
(stack
a
dime)
In
this
steamer
with
this
model
She
don't
know
I
changed
the
VIN
(this
ho
just
tryna
slide)
They
used
to
ask
what's
Choppa
Gang
Now
niggas
dyin'
just
to
get
in
(get
in,
yeah)
My
lil'
nigga
doin'
life
He
tryna
shank
somethin'
with
a
pen
(Shank
somethin'
with
his
pen,
yeah)
1 Ugly (feat. Gucci Mane)
2 Twerksum
3 Shiesty Season Intro
4 Back in Blood (feat. Lil Durk)
5 Guard Up
6 Neighbors (feat. BIG30)
7 50 Shots
8 No Chorus
9 Box of Churches (feat. 21 Savage)
10 Making A Mess (feat. BIG30 & Veeze)
11 Choppa Way
12 Take A Life (feat. Foogiano)
13 Big 13 Gang (feat. Lil Hank & Choppa Wop)
14 Drop Some Shit
15 Master P (feat. Tay Keith)
16 Gone MIA
17 See Red
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