Shooters - Young Drummer Boy

Aight you know what this shit do

The mister weak side killa Nasty DuzzIt

Running up on lames. fucking hoes

You know what the deal is baby boo

Get with it or don’t fuck with it stupid

Duece 400 block bitch

And you know I’ma shoot a little bitch

And I’m hopping out the whip

Letting everything spit

See your big homie running from the 2−2-3's

I’m a gangster in the scene looking crispy and clean

Fucking with the enemies and you gon' get popped

I’m a real. I don’t really do the talks

See I’m hopping out the whip

I’m letting everything spit

They call me fly nasty and I’m really with this shits

Dipping through my section

I always stay tuckin

And I don’t give a fuck lil. ain’t bluffin'

Talking on the gang, you gon' get your ass hit

I got a Glock 17 and let the whole bitch rip

Listen I be with the shooters

Keep a 9 mili on me, that’s a ruger

Big chains big chains, it don’t stop man

I keep it on my waist

And you know that shit pop, listen

Ey I be with the shooters

Got the 9 mili on me that’s a ruger

Big chains big chains, it don’t stop man

I keep it on my waist

And you know that shit pop