Lyrics ShootOuts - Sha Hef

ShootOuts

Tapped in from the begin, niggas only active on the weekend
I dove head first to the deep end
These pussy niggas vegan, we seeking the beef
Catch the opposition lackin', we sweepin' the street
Face fighting gon' make me slice you from your cheeks to the teeth
Contemplating capers for paper, I ain’t eat in a week
Cold hearted, I keep a heater, I ain’t keeping the peace
Baby sitting this baby 9 dog I’m keeping the piece
12 slid down on the homie, don’t be saying the least
'Cause if he speak, he be layin' deceased
Paid for the wreath, fuck the cappin', I’m the captain
Break the brick down to fractions right on the napkin
Niggas actin', smack 'em, give 'em no caption
We strictly taxin', swagger jackin' rappers
Come and buy mansions like fuck your faction faggot
If I want it, bitch I’ma have it
In the bricks, sellin sniff was a habit
Real shit I used to kick it with addicts
Now the homie stuffed the bricks in the attic
Ask me what my life like
Sex, drugs and night life
Drug talk, plug talk, I can get the right price
Shawty cook the rice nice, you be with the mice type
Big guns, big clips, I be with the trife type
Doggie that’s a light sprite, trust me that’s a light ice
Got a lil' shine on it, when it hit the light right
Ask me what my life like
Trynna get my life right
Used to play the night shift, them shootouts was my nightlight
If we take that ride, guarantee we gon' slide
Kill 'em clean, I’ma send my killer bees to his hive
Got them birds, so I keep that Desert Eagle on my side
Am I askin' too much, just want my piece of the pie
Killed your homie and it took your ass a week to reply
You got 24 hours before we be where you lie
Hunnid round I’m a bully and a Billy bitch
I’ll slap a nigga silly 'bout some silly shit
Feelin' like the king of my city on some Gilly shit
Got the fiends dancing on cars on some 2 Milly shit
I was moving bricks out this bitch house from Gilly Hicks
All my niggas militant, movin' on some killer shit
That thriller shit
I’m heaven sent but hell bound, money got me spell bound
But all the shit I’m doing got me cell bound
You can catch a shell round, any time I’m on fuck shit
Slugged up and get snuffed bitch
Bird niggas on duck shit, that fuck shit
Ask me what my life like
Sex, drugs and night life
Drug talk, plug talk, I can get the right price
Shawty cook the rice nice, you be with the mice type
Big guns, big clips, I be with the trife type
Doggie that’s a light sprite, trust me that’s a light ice
Got a lil' shine on it, when it hit the light right
Ask me what my life like
Trynna get my life right
Used to play the night shift, them shootouts was my nightlight