Nas - Shoot 'em Up Lyrics
[nas]One 44, two 45s3 loaded clips, 4 niggas roll, one nigga drives500 benz, 6 reasons whyThis kid should dieWe shootin every mother*****er outsidePulled on his block, jumped out the car, guns in our handAt the same time everybody ranThere that nigga go, hiding in the crowdLet the trigger blow, 7 shots now he lying on the groundBlood on the floorThen we shot some moreNiggas he was with2 niggas hit, one nigga fellOne tryed to run, go get him sonMake sure hes done before we bail, I aint trying to goto jailMust handle beef, code of the streetLoad up the heat, if these nigga think they could ***** aroundReal niggas do real thingsBy all means, niggas knowin how we get down.. it goes......Chorus (3x)Shoot em up, just shoot em up, what..(whispering)Kill kill kill, murder murder murder[nas]Driving through roads, suburban chevrolet6 tinted windows, and Im on my wayTo get up with my hoes, I pull up to they houseNot a freak to be heard, nobody came outRingin the bell, where in the hellCould they be at, Im about to leaveSteppin slow, where my truck was atWho the ***** is that?Could it be a jack?Now pull my strap, its my manAnd we have the same planThere them *****es goCivic 94, looking funny thoughOpen up the car door, funny smile***** 2 already, 3rd ass was heavyNas this is sherri, sherri this is nas, and his man. ready?Walked in the house, snatched off they clothesRan through them hoesPlenty ice, that they all seemed to likeCant find my man, heard a blam blamNow Im wonderin, in this scam, do I even stand a chance?He killed the hoes, took all they doeFire in his eyes, higher than the skyComin down the stairsNow he wantin mine, reachin for my nineAiming with our guns at each others face, at the same timeMy nine on his lips, his fifth on my chin, I start whisperingPut your gun down, we can skip townRocked him to sleep, pushed back his meatLift off his chainTook his shit, emptied out close range...Chorus (4x)(3rd time there is no whispering of:Kill kill kill, murder murder muder.)
