Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Shotaz , by - Kutt Calhoun. Song from the album Feature Presentation, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 06.10.2008
Record label: Strange
Song language: English
Shotaz |
| Shotaz: the combination of a soldier and a boss |
| A nigga that refuse to take a short or a loss |
| So take a deep breath, today is your death day |
| You can call them shotaz |
| Move how we movin' or get you block (burnt) |
| Down to the ground we leavin' nada |
| No witness or survivors |
| No games, no playin', no words, no save |
| Break out your umbrellas niggas and your water-proofed vestses |
| It leaks bodies so eat hearty and finish your breakfastes |
| Cuz tonight we down in hell so go deliver the message |
| To your mommy father boy or daughter repent in your next of kin |
| In the still of the night calm waters’ll shake |
| If you owe me money relatives come to honor your wake |
| Obituaries and rose wreaths to compliment faith |
| Only God can determine when your in a ominous state |
| Cuz when the rain drops niggas get wet |
| You gotsta chill or get popped and killed like EPMD is still in effect |
| You bleed for mercy with the steel in your neck |
| Once it verses gettin' worse you feelin' light-headed layin' still on your chest |
| An 80's baby with a killin' finesse |
| So fuck parole call up Makaveli with a concealed and carry a vest |
| You might make it through the alley but won’t make it through the night |
| The ambulance won’t understand that we got plans on sight |
| You can call them shotaz |
| Move how we movin' or get you block (burnt) |
| Down to the ground we leavin' nada |
| No witness or survivors |
| No games, no playin', no words, no save |
| Red bandana over these chop thangs |
| You can run tuck your tail holla lose your brains |
| It’s all the same most of you bitchin' I can show you that |
| Make sure you got your catchers mitt cuz I’m a throw you that |
| You know where at, south side Kansas City |
| Missouri nigga we don’t roll with nothin' less than fitty |
| You pussies call yourselves some riders but don’t know the meanin' |
| Soon as a shot let off you’re lost and you’re duckin' and screamin' |
| You better move how I’m movin' or get your top seized |
| Make it hard for you to live I’m talkin' not breathe |
| If they catch me I’m a lay down like G’s do |
| Silent mode, break the code and niggas bleed you |
| How can I please you, I roll with tecs and macs and Glocks |
| You try to fake this way I pull up right up on your block |
| You see the shots sparks fly from the semi |
| Lay it down and go get gone on some Remy |
| You can call them shotaz |
| Move how we movin' or get you block (burnt) |
| Down to the ground we leavin' nada |
| No witness or survivors |
| No games, no playin', no words, no save |
| And I clap those, believe that |
| Y’all just some lil homies hustlin' for you weed sack |
| For these stacks ain’t no tellin' what I come across |
| I keep it real, play the game without a fuckin' flaw |
| Money talks so you ho niggas ain’t sayin' much |
| My pistol stay within the reach and I ain’t playin' brah |
| This rap shit is irrelavent, I got mail to get |
| Short on your nickels and dimes and I got hella clips |
| Shit and I got hella spit hit from a fast repitition |
| About an automatic rap and I handle the bidness |
| Give me a reason to proceed ram all the witness |
| Don’t take no turkey talkin' steak from a sandwich nigga |
| About my cake but I ain’t ate cuz the candles are missin' |
| But on my momma like Obama I scramble for vision |
| So here today just consider me a man on a mission |
| Light up your porch like Mork from Ork nanu nanu you niggas |
| You can call them shotaz |
| Move how we movin' or get you block (burnt) |
| Down to the ground we leavin' nada |
| No witness or survivors |
| No games, no playin', no words, no save |