Chamillionaire

Chamillionaire - Don't Shoot lyrics

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Come on, I know the government’s working

You ain’t never seen a man bursting

Do you really think that you’re the only person

That sees the sites that you’re searching?

Can’t flick the channels just surfing

Cause I heard we’re bout to stop murking

I changed the channel to the news channel

What the hell they talking bout twerking

I’m American my folks African

Mom say she bought the gold back again

Y’all chasing yeys and Kardashians

Not even see what’s happening

Police is knows for drug trafficking

Put a package on ya and trafficking

Your keys is know you key straps with them

I’m like hide the beast we know about ya

Molly twerk one show about ya

Beast we know about ya

Molly twerk one show ain’t got ya

Eating tight like you bought that life

You bring that knife to a show with flocka

Your pity yey it’s just so improper

Petty show with your effort locker

So we buck up I’m gonna block her

Your daddy will have to ask for a docket

That’s true!

Youngin in the streets tryna move a brick

You don’t really care if you proof or spit

Got the hammer on his hip feeling too legit

On fire, they like it they copy

And all they want is some Versace, Versace

He’s after that cream and he’s only 16

Don’t shoot!

No need to tell me who’s bopping

Can’t you see the drones in the sky?

Like do you think that they’re watching

I really try to keep to myself

Keep getting caught up in all the hate

I hope the verses y’all made for Kendrick

Bring the economy back to life

Don’t shoot! Really, that’d be great

Don’t shoot! Really, that’d be great

Don’t shoot! Don’t shoot! Don’t shoot!

Graduated at the homie packs

Cause homey showed them how the package’s right

Ironically he’s never grabbed the knife

They’d be calling everybody rappers right?

His family rich but he’d be acting like

Wanna leave it all to lead a retched life

You actin like you wanna sacrifice

Your whole life that you could leave the rap behind?

Impressing who? Does this even equal success to you?

If it do, rest it boy, you are here to hear the intellectual

See many people and many jeans

Get plenty crimes that they’ll never do

Your favorite rapper ain’t in the streets

He at a nice hotel right by a festival

Stop watching WCW your life is something like MMA

See they complain about and they say

But they snitching on themselves everyday

Got you fools got snitching grams

Got crime line what up face crook

Posting picture from the trap show

They hustle harder than a...

Come on, can’t you see the feds watching?

Do you think that your color odds are the only think that they’re popping?

I really try to keep to myself

Keep getting caught up in all the hate

I hope the feds will come down your dough

And...on your diamond life

Don’t shoot! Don’t get blown away

Don’t shoot! Don’t get blown away

Don’t shoot! Don’t shoot! Don’t shoot!

Cause missiles only....

Your favorite trapper drops a CD that’ll save ya

Hope your favorite rapper isn’t still on tour in Asia

Hope your favorite actor turns into the Terminator

Better high right now

I stay hungry plus I got an appetite

We had some skittles and a snapper right?

The last one made me wanna snap tonight

My angry rapper’s what I’m acting like

You know I really ain’t the acting type

I really like it if there was one to mine

You’d be apologizing in the after life

Cause I’m black or white is really whack or right

The raps are right you’re sounding so hypocritical

I wouldn’t take it if you know individual

They try to tell me that he know he a criminal

But I’m the one to tell him that I know he a general

Hard to say they can’t stay on

It’s kinda hard to tell them just brace on

Really feeling like you get prayed on

So I think we need a liaison

Y’all saw what happened to Treyvon

And if we bomb and they bomb

Who the hell are we to say they wrong

Don’t shoot! Mr. President we’re all watching

Can’t you see we got army guns and...dropping

I really try to keep to myself

Keep getting caught up in all the hate

You really think the new love for guns

Is gonna raise the ones that they got tonight

Don’t shoot! Don’t shoot! Don’t shoot!

Don’t shoot! Don’t shoot! Don’t shoot!

Cause missiles only say K-boom! K-boom!

Nothing really giving me a new feeling

Nothing really giving me a new feeling

We don’t need a down fix we just need a new ceiling

Oh kill’em! Oh kill’em!

Yeah I see the bullet didn’t mean it

Yeah I think the government

Will try to stay the new villain

The other day I hear a mother say

She had dreamed that the president would take us top a world

I heard somebody else say when it does happen

Hopefully they’ll put it out for world star

Thanks to Funian for correcting these lyrics

Thanks to Asd for correcting these lyrics

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