DJ DRAMA & LIL WAYNE - Shootout Freestyle lyrics

rate me

Shootin til my motherfuckin hand fall off

U trackstars, a gunshot ran ya'll off

I pop like a soda watch a can fall off

I can kill ya'll, and ya'll boss

Shotguns, handguns louder than a band drum

U fuckin with da drum major let me play u tha anthem

Bang bang bang bang call it heavy metal

I say bang bang bitch I make u feel every letter

B-A-N-G B-A-N-G G-A-N-G we spray then leave

We play when we, no we play N-E-V-E-R C-P-R

Dr.Carter r u da Disease boy

Young Money motherfucka these these bars

Bitch is u crazy, we's retards

Now watch Nina, Mac, and Tommy have a brief minaj like... (beat)

Like... (beat) yea... Soulja Boy on da beat, but u can call me Chef Boyardee

Cause I'm a heat this shit and I'm a eat this shit planet earth is my toilet your beneath this shit

Then I flush n wipe my ass, gunslinga like a pass, I'll cock back and throw a bomb

Now hail mary, ya tale fairy, fairy tale very frail, and yea we got dem hammers tryna hit every nail

Let em sail up da river with dat hoe shit

Or leave em face down in da fuckin ocean, yea

I ain't on no otha shit bitch I'm on sum mo shit

Dat hello how u doin I'm am at yo front door shit

Dat aww naw he got a gun, oh shit, shit