Hill Cypress Shoot `em Up Lyrics

Shoot `em Up Lyrics

B Real]  

 Who wants the wrath  it must be the hood  

 who's up to no good  and wishes a man would  

 come up and give him a reason to blast on..  

 I wouldn't put it past him!  

 He's got juice  how long will it last him?  

 He's gettin back  at  all the punks that harassed him  

 Ask him (HEY!) what's ya main hobby?  

 He'll say there ain't  nothin like the motherfuckin robbery  

 So don't crowd me  cause yo I run shit  

 You know, homey that old top gun shit  

 I got a slug comin straight out the barrel  

 for your ass, if you wanna ask a dumb question  

 Cause I'm quick on the draw, click-click, punks drop  

 Now your lifes ain't worth shit!  

  

 Chorus: B-Real, Sen Dog (repeat 2X)  

  

 Shoot 'em up, just shoot 'em up y'all, yeah  

 Shoot 'em up, just shoot 'em up (SHOOT 'EM UP!)  

 Shoot 'em up, just shoot 'em up y'all, yeah  

 Shoot 'em up, just shoot 'em up (SHOOT 'EM UP!)  

  

 [Sen Dog]  

 Sen Dog, never again will I bend  

 No letters of death, no threats, will I send  

 So I'm puttin an end, to all your dumb shit  

 (dumb shit) dumb shit.. that, "Homes WHERE YOU FROM?" shit  

 Cause I run shit, my way, all day, I don't play  

 cause it won't pay  

 Niggaz wanna play with the pistol, you make me get pissed though  

 (YOU GET A FISTFUL!)  

 Make you eat knuckles, feel your knees buckle  

 Still feelin great when you're sleepin on the pavement?  

 Save it! The beatdown, who gave it?  

 Sen did, no one will explain it  

  

 Chorus  

  

 [B-Real]  

 I've had it up to HERE, with all the bullshit  

 Finger's on the trigger, and I'm about to pull it  

 Gank hardrock, up the block, you know I rule it  

 To the punks around the corner someone's gonna catch a bullet  

 To the crew, that wants, to get with my program  

 I'm out to get mine, and ain't takin shit from no man  

 in the neighborhood, cause there ain't no brotherhood  

 In other words, good, if you heard, that we're comin up  

 We're out to make a quick buck, that's what I'm thinkin  

 And I'm smokin any PUNK who even thinks of finkin  

  

 Chorus