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Shot Off (C&S Version)

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What kind of nigga always run his mouth like a hoe, like his jaw got a battery, this nigga always ooh, ooh

Got robbed, got shot, who got put on, nobody, nobody invited you and still you got up in the shit though

What kind of nigga always run his, like a, like a hoe, like his, got a, got a battery, this always, always know

Who got robbed, got shot, who got put on lock, nobody invited you and still you got up in the spot

What kind of nigga always run his, like a, like a hoe, like his, got a, got a battery, this always, always ooh, ooh

Robbed, robbed, shot, shot, put on, put on, nobody, nobody invited you and still you got up in the speed, me

I'm not a witness, keep my distance, mind my business, you, somebody talk you in they mouth like a dentist

We keep it back to mama's love and cuz they know it's real, go like real, can't recruit the trill, through the, through the field

Big ball, fat boy, unload heat when my brain spill, euphoric images without no coconuts pills

We keep it crock and poppin', real niggas know the deal, we bad boys anywhere we at, we smoke and kill

You try to stop it, get your shit broke up in 20 pieces, we roll deep in brand new vehicles with secret features

Game preachers, mucho pimping for you mama seekers, we players on the field, y 'all niggas in the future

Sitting down behind my back, shot a shot off nigga, 54, 20 stack, shot a shot off nigga

Get me fly, got a gun, run the country, talk to the boys, real, like UGK, we keep the trill, mobbin' the field

Man, come on now, you done shot off, just like my daddy's lost a knockoff, pull a tight ass shirt when the button pop off

You standing in the snow and you got your shoes and socks off, who holds the key, no fuckin' body

I broke the lock, I threw, I threw the top off, took the karma period dot off

And ran on with it and broke you a whole lot off, getting, getting hot and started, born on turnip hot off

You disrespect us, pimpin', pimpin', go get your rocks off, release some stuff off, stop all the crying and wife the snout off

Excuses you be using for losing is cheapest hots, I earn, earn your position, stop hatin' because you not boss

Earn your position, stop hatin' because you not boss, earn your position, stop hatin' because you not boss

MJ, G, real tight, holdin' your spot, I'm not a, not a Reese, stoppin' your plans, fuckin' your plot off

I go up, I don't, I don't see, and I'm not off, been livin' on the edge of balance, I've never dropped off

Like Aaron Hall, don't, don't be afraid, bitch call it, I'm talking down behind my back, shot a shot off nigga

Fifty -four, twenty -seven, shot a shot off nigga, fly, fly, run, run, drummer, drummer, crack a drum

Like Aaron, like Aaron Hall, don't be afraid, now you can even check your ego at the door, let the drama unfold

And check my rap sheet, bitch I'm almost ten million sold, check my rap sheet, bitch I'm almost ten million sold

Check my rap sheet, bitch I'm almost ten million sold, I'm only rappin' cause I want to, I got enough flack

Needless to say, my favorite rappers told me to get on this track, and so I did it, quickly wrote my sixteen down and spit it

And by the end of the verse, you'll say once again, Ludacris shit it, then I wipe it with your face and put your pride in the trash

My whole career is like my video, I'm showin' my ass, I keep sittin' gangster, gangster, shooters and shanksters

Till you shot off more fuckers, I'ma thank ya, thank ya, runnin' your mouth behind my back until you run out of time

But at least your talkin' lets me know some millions stay on your mind, at least your talkin' lets me know some millions stay on your mind

Runnin' your mouth behind my back until you run out of time, but at least your talkin' lets me know some millions stay on your mind

It ain't nothin' wrong with that, till I'm grabbin' the thang and then I put it to your brain to change everything you ever hoped for

With the 4 -4 you be fallin' back, and yack, it's drankin', drankin', thankin', thankin', gigs, gigs, chasin', I'm about to bring home the bacon

Talkin' down behind my back, good shot, shot off, nigga, fifty -four, twenty stacks, good shot, shot off, nigga, fly, fly, blood, blood, trauma, trauma, run, run

But at least your talkin' lets me know some millions stay on your mind

Talkin' down behind my back, good shot, shot off, nigga, fifty -four, twenty stacks, good shot, shot off, nigga, fly, fly, blood, blood, trauma, trauma, run, run

My whole career is like my video, I'm showin' my ass

Michael Watts, puttin' it down, Swishy House, man, puttin' it down from H -Town to Memphis to New York, nigga, A -Ball and MJG, livin' legends, man

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