Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Aim Shoot, artist - Papoose. Album song The Nacirema Dream, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 25.03.2013
Record label: Honorable
Song language: English
Aim Shoot |
| The apple was nothing without me like Steve Jobs |
| At the dice game, keep a mag on me |
| Why would I let another man ask bet me |
| I’m the best like Khaled, I bang if I should |
| A nigga gotta pay me if he throwin ace in my hood |
| So the drug dealers wet work, beat all the pushers |
| When you was still in yo moms crib, eatin your boogers |
| I live the fast life, that’s why I stay in a hurry |
| Papoose be killing the mic like Doctor Murray |
| King of New York, cop the caliber |
| My raps off the wall like a 2011 calendar |
| Why everybody out of character? |
| They all mad at me, I got em pissed like a catheter |
| Champion, I’m not ya challenger |
| Stop amateurs like the sandman, Banks how we handle em? |
| Yayo got the whopper, it spit longer than Papoose |
| Longer than Pap, longer, longer than Pap |
| Papoose, aim, shoot |
| Papoose, aim, shoot |
| Papoose, aim, shoot |
| Papoose, aim, shoot |
| I’mma carry the problem fixer, I wanna argue wit ya |
| Nigga you a target misser |
| The wrath of God will hit ya, with a horror picture |
| Call this rap takeout, you know Mobb deliver |
| Too hard for the hardest nigga, they fold like cardbord |
| Handle that now, nigga ain’t no encores |
| a little heavy, so it leave the arm sore |
| Y’all want war, gave you what you starve for |
| All my shooters buy products of the worst recession |
| Aim for the dome and laugh when they purchase vests' |
| Cause that shit right there, is irrelevant |
| Niggas walk around here, with shit to kill a elephant |
| So your next move better be your best move |
| Like a chess move or get yo chest moved |
| Cause when we come through you better have ya guns too |
| Cause all we do is (aim shoot) all we do is (aim shoot) |
| Yayo got the whopper, it spit longer than Papoose |
| Longer than Pap, longer, longer than Pap |
| Papoose, aim, shoot |
| Papoose, aim, shoot |
| Papoose, aim, shoot |
| Papoose, aim, shoot |
| Back from hell, sorry I left you without no hard shit to step to |
| The drought is done, it’s rain season |
| You can’t stop my storm, you can’t slow up my flow up nah (uh uh) |
| It’s gonna pour cats and dogs |
| Thunder and lightning bolts, knock the lights off |
| When I black out make you miss me like |
| Nigga, where you been at? |
| Word |
| Bout tired of the soft shit, it gets boring |
| They look like punks and act like a woman |
| You need danger, a little agression |
| You need excitement I put a little pressure |
| Just to, balance things out, we’re not the same |
| Some niggas is live, some niggas is lame |
| Some is real or some is fake |
| You draw the line in the sand, which side you claim? |
| Yayo got the whopper, it spit longer than Papoose |
| Longer than Pap, longer, longer than Pap |
| Papoose, aim, shoot |
| Papoose, aim, shoot |
| Papoose, aim, shoot |
| Papoose, aim, shoot |
| Yayo got the whopper, it spit longer than Papoose |
| Longer than Pap, longer, longer than Pap |