Young Buck - Shots Outside lyrics

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Blaze up the indoor, raise up the window

I can hear the shots outside, you better get low

You know, life’s a bitch ‘cause she the shit, though

Yeah, I’m still trapping at the signal

Mama planned pics for her son, let them bricks go

Mama hit the numbers, daddy wondering what she here for

My old bitch she under, wanna know what we quit for

Told her I’m like you, you know, tryina get dough

Dope fiend keep my car clean, told him hit it with the briller

…the inside and vacuum up the spill, take care of that

The weed too high so I still grow

Why you think I got this high as light, be your foe

Why you think I got these thousand white pills for

They moving real slow, I’m tryina make a meal, hoe

Why the fuck do you think that I left the ville for

Niggas might act like they don’t but they still know

Listen, you can hear the shots outside

I can hear the shots outside

It go plucka, plucka, plucka

Niggas take cover, these bullets ain’t got no eyes

When they shooting motherfucker

I hear the shots outside, man, be quiet

I hear the shots outside, shh

Listen, the shells hit the sidewalk, no bullshit

Two bedroom project with a full kit

You know, two Glocks I got black with two full extensions

You niggas snitching not to mention still whipping while I’m on bar

Bitch, I’m all done

You pussy niggas ain’t gonna do nothing, I know you don’t mean that

Bought a brick with the shit that came off your arm

And my young niggas working, I keep it work form

We all here for a purpose and then it’s done for

It’s up to you if you gonna decide if it’s worth going

It’s a war, get on the floor, they send the hit for

Shorty they grab the answer and dealt with my shit, sure

I told you watch them bullets hit the brick wall

Don’t know where this found me but I’m stunting and my bitch raw

Look at the window, I see shooters tryina shoot y’all

This ain’t no different from me, we all going through it, bro

Listen, you can hear the shots outside

I can hear the shots outside

It go plucka, plucka, plucka

Niggas take cover, these bullets ain’t got no eyes

When they shooting motherfucker

I hear the shots outside, man, be quiet

I hear the shots outside, shh

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