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Shoot 'Em In Tha Head

Fuck all these niggaz, if you ask me who

I'll answer back anybody you can think of

I'm S.P. bitch, I'm the boss of boss

I talk arrogant and me and guys link upAnd these is more than words, if you feel like the songs is to you

Then it probably is, if I can't getta long witcha

Then I'm gon' hit 'cha, all in ya face and ya body kid

H O L I D AY Styles, hit somethin' by trialI'm the nigga to hate and when it's time

To merk something bitch

What? I'm on time in my job and I ain't never been late

If there's beef in the hoodA nigga like P can't sleep 'til I'm good

'Cause somebody dead

This 4/5 gotta hit somebody head

I'm all up in the safe takin' somebody breadShoot 'em in the head, shoot 'em in the face or the chest

Then shoot 'em in the waist or the neck

Then shoot 'em in the gut or the mouth

Then shoot 'em in the back and don't stop 'til the blood runnin' outShoot 'em in the head, shoot 'em in the face or the chest

Then shoot 'em in the waist or the neck

Then shoot 'em in the gut or the mouth

Then shoot 'em in the back and don't stop 'til the blood runnin' outGuess I gotta burn down bridges, and break down rocks

And come through and let this tre pound pop

You all grown now and I don't care if you from home town

I'll put a slug in the dome clown'Cause most of these rappers is talk

I'm the nigga in the back of the court

Wit 5 L's and a 1/2 of a quart

By 7 o' clock I'm stone cold drunk, wit a blunt and a 2yr old pumpBoulgin' out my pant leg

I'll put it out and make ya man beg

And shoot 'em anyway, y'all niggaz penny weight

Niggaz like me just do what the semi sayAny way we can do it any where any day

I'm Paniero bitch, I ain't the nigga you play hero wit

End up dead, ya T-shirt look white it's gon' end up red

And my dogs look hungry they gon' end up fed bitchShoot 'em in the head, shoot 'em in the face or the chest

Then shoot 'em in the waist or the neck

Then shoot 'em in the gut or the mouth

Then shoot 'em in the back and don't stop 'til the blood runnin' outI'm hope you lookin' forward to die

Hope you wanna look the Lord in the eye

Hope you ready for this motherfuckin' shot

To ya head or this sword in ya eyeYou the shit I'm the 'Lord of the Flies'

If you got beef say it now, bitch niggaz

So I can load up and come toward you wit nines

I spray you and ya man, the coup and the vanThe office and the studio where ever you stand

I don't wanna be the king of the coast

Feds watchin' me and you gotta stay low when you bring in the dope

Gotta look a lil' dirty when you swingin the toastIf you say the guy name, I'll be ringin' ya throat

I don't rap about niggaz but I do like to cock back

Hit 'em the chest and blow the back up outta niggas

Ya man is pussy? I'ma play wit 'em

Look at ya nigga pop, pop, pop, now lay wit 'emShoot 'em in the head, shoot 'em in the face or the chest

Then shoot 'em in the waist or the neck

Then shoot 'em in the gut or the mouth

Then shoot 'em in the back and don't stop 'til the blood runnin' out

Songwriters

David Styles;Anthony FieldsPublished by

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