This is how we shoot ‘em down This is how we shoot ‘em, shoot ‘em This is how we shoot ‘em down Pow, pow, pow, pow, pow, pow…
I ain’t got no sympathy for the weak but I’m loving the wicked (wicked) Every time I speak m*f*rs hold their mouths, crickets (crickets) Is anybody here who ain’t selling wolf tickets? (ticket, ticket) Report to the flow, let’s go toe-to-toe, I got you suckers in my crosshairs though
Pow, pow, pow, pow, pow, pow This is how we shoot ‘em down This is how we shoot ‘em, shoot ‘em This is how we shoot ‘em down Quit being a bitch now
Anybody knows it that we’re coming and you’re feeling that we’re killing it, we’re spilling m*f*rs blood… Run everybody, run everybody, run Run everybody, run everybody, run
This is for all my brothers on lock down This is for all my sisters on lock down Music industry lock down, music industry lock down This is for all on music industry lock down Yo, I did enough of dirt, I did enough of hurt But still I gotta blast this thing These paraplegics claim to walk the walk but they just spin their wheels Murder, murder, murder – ‘nough riding shotgun already, bang Everybody’s claiming that they’re killers but their fillers are just triggers on my fingers so come keep me fit
Run, run… This is all that I wanted Give me the biggest and the baddest lil’ gun Now this is all that I needed to Have a little bit of bloody damn fun LTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
