Lirik Lagu Shoot 'Em Up - Nas
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[Nas]One 44, two 45's3 loaded clips, 4 niggas roll, one nigga drives500 Benz, 6 reasons whyThis kid should dieWe shootin every motherfucker outsidePulled on his block, jumped out the car, guns in our handAt the same time everybody ranThere that nigga go, hiding in the crowdLet the trigger blow, 7 shots now he lying on the groundBlood on the floorThen we shot some moreNiggas he was with2 niggas hit, one nigga fellOne tryed to run, go get him sonMake sure he's done before we bail, i aint trying to goto jailMust handle beef, code of the streetLoad up the heat, if these nigga think they could fuck aroundReal niggas do real thingsBy all means, niggas knowin how we get down.. It goes......
Chorus (3X)Shoot 'em up, just shoot 'em up, what..(whispering)Kill kill kill, murder murder murder
[Nas]Driving through roads, Suburban Chevrolet6 tinted windows, and I'm on my wayTo get up with my hoes, I pull up to they houseNot a freak to be heard, nobody came outRingin the bell, where in the hellCould they be at, I'm about to leaveSteppin' slow, where my truck was atWho the fuck is that?Could it be a jack?Now pull my strap, it's my manAnd we have the same planThere them bitches goCivic '94, looking funny thoughOpen up the car door, funny smileFuck 2 already, 3rd ass was heavy"Nas this is Sherri, Sherri this is Nas, and his man. Ready?"Walked in the house, snatched off they clothesRan through them hoesPlenty ice, that they all seemed to likeCan't find my man, heard a blam blamNow I'm wonderin, "In this scam, do I even stand a chance?"He killed the hoes, took all they doeFire in his eyes, higher than the skyComin down the stairsNow he wantin mine, reachin for my nineAiming with our guns at each others face, at the same timemy nine on his lips, his fifth on my chin, I start whispering"Put your gun down, we can skip town"Rocked him to sleep, pushed back his meatLift off his chainTook his shit, emptied out close range...
Chorus (4X)(3rd time there is no whispering of:"kill kill kill, murder murder muder.)
Chorus (3X)Shoot 'em up, just shoot 'em up, what..(whispering)Kill kill kill, murder murder murder
[Nas]Driving through roads, Suburban Chevrolet6 tinted windows, and I'm on my wayTo get up with my hoes, I pull up to they houseNot a freak to be heard, nobody came outRingin the bell, where in the hellCould they be at, I'm about to leaveSteppin' slow, where my truck was atWho the fuck is that?Could it be a jack?Now pull my strap, it's my manAnd we have the same planThere them bitches goCivic '94, looking funny thoughOpen up the car door, funny smileFuck 2 already, 3rd ass was heavy"Nas this is Sherri, Sherri this is Nas, and his man. Ready?"Walked in the house, snatched off they clothesRan through them hoesPlenty ice, that they all seemed to likeCan't find my man, heard a blam blamNow I'm wonderin, "In this scam, do I even stand a chance?"He killed the hoes, took all they doeFire in his eyes, higher than the skyComin down the stairsNow he wantin mine, reachin for my nineAiming with our guns at each others face, at the same timemy nine on his lips, his fifth on my chin, I start whispering"Put your gun down, we can skip town"Rocked him to sleep, pushed back his meatLift off his chainTook his shit, emptied out close range...
Chorus (4X)(3rd time there is no whispering of:"kill kill kill, murder murder muder.)
