paroles de chanson Shoot - Rick Ross

Who dat nigga, get that nigga, man kill that nigga
Shoot that nigga, shoot that nigga, shoot young nigga
Who dat nigga, get that nigga, man kill that nigga
Man shoot young nigga, shoot young nigga, shoot young nigga
Who dat nigga, get that nigga, man kill that nigga
Man shoot young nigga, shoot young nigga, shoot young nigga
Who dat nigga, get that nigga, man kill that nigga
Man shoot young nigga, shoot young nigga, shoot young nigga
Who dat nigga, you dat nigga, I'm finna drill this nigga
Man kill this nigga, spill this nigga, I don't feel this nigga
Man shoot this nigga, I'ma ruthless nigga
You a useless nigga I shoot reboot this nigga
Where the loot young nigga, tell the truth young nigga
I'ma OC nigga, I'ma OD nigga, I'ma low key nigga you don't know me nigga
Make yo' bitch come show me, then blow me nigga, no OG nigga
I'ma young rich nigga, you a young bitch nigga, you a snitch
Better run young nigga, see the clip young nigga, that's a drum young nigga
I'm the one young nigga, from the slum young nigga, I get it done young nigga
No fund young nigga, where you from my nigga, get a gun young nigga
I don't like this nigga, I wanna fight this nigga, I'll light this nigga
Ignite this nigga, had the sawed off or the .44 bulldog come fight this nigga
Man, fuck that nigga, fuck them niggas
Fuck all you niggas, go to war
Say, "Goodbye you pussy boys!"
They know the mob, ain't no family
Ain't no amends, just my grenade
Say, "Hello, to my little friend!"
Now, watch your back, watch your front
Feds watching us, we rock the coast
It's a dirty game, "Gleesh cut his throat!"
On the block they calling me the fireman
Murder game, bitch a gangland
Where I'm from that hit 3 grand
Broad day, nigga, motherfuck a plan
Second shooter, just in case my gun jam
Body count, bitch, Gleesh the Son of Sam