Kutt Calhoun

Kutt Calhoun - Shotaz lyrics

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[Intro, Skatterman]

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

[Chorus: x2]

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

[Verse 1: Kutt]

Break out your umbrellas niggas and your water-proofed vestses

It leaks bodies so eat hearty and finish your breakfastes

Cause 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

Cause 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

[Chorus]

[Verse 2: Snug Brim]

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 cause 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

[Chorus]

[Verse 3:]

[Snug Brim:]

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

[Kutt:]

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 cause 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

[Chorus]

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