EST Gee, 42 Dugg – Everybody Shooters Too Lyrics

Everybody Shooters Too Lyrics Here are excerpts of the lyrics of the song: "Sometimes I wish I could’ve left with Red, God made me suffer But pressure made me tougher, when it’s smoke, I don’t be duckin’" find other popular song lyrics at blog Nesialyrics 

EST Gee, 42 Dugg - Everybody Shooters Too Lyrics

Everybody shooters too

We can’t be into it if I ain’t shoot at you

(Enrgy made this one)

I’m who all the gangsta young thug niggas look up to

I’m who all the opps and robbers plot on tryin’ do it to

I’m who all the project and the model hoes wanna do it to

She put it on her head and twist her hands like the screw was loose

You talk like you bulletproof, we all really know the truth

They know we the reason for them candlelight visuals

Niggas can’t be serious, they funny

He think he the big dog on his block ’cause he got money

Last one got out of line, went against the guys, got punished

Meanwhile, I’m thuggin’, pulling pounds out of luggage

Sold it in Kentucky, but I purchased it a number

Sevens for one-twenty, for a QP, nineteen hunnid’

You found out you can hustle, you a killer all a sudden

Sometimes I wish I could’ve left with Red, God made me suffer

But pressure made me tougher, when it’s smoke, I don’t be duckin’

You see me out in public with it out, I never tuck it

They say it’s all or nothing

So I’m going for it, fuck it

Million-dollar budget, that’s in all fives

Niggas still rentin’ in the city, I bought all mines

I ain’t been the same since my dawg died

Runoff, you get hogtied, silly

He ratted I don’t feel him, on my momma, I should kill him

Young freak bitch still’ll stuff it all for me

I was just in the county, could you make a call for me?

Nah, we don’t fuck with Percs, young nigga off puppy

My bad if I give sixty to my youngin’, mom, and dad

I ain’t used to people passin’, I’m used to homicides

I ain’t wanna buy the Aston, I got the Urus

Probably the only young rich nigga without veneers

‘Fore I forget to mention, bitch, I got a M in jewelry, literally

Instagram killin’ me, that savage shit still in me

I passed, nah, doggy this for Tank, nigga, I ride

This for hoes said I can’t, look at me now

Real niggas holed up, wait ’til we drop

City in they feelings, main man from the country

Remember I ain’t have a dollar, I just had a bump

Now I’m getting money, I can laugh and shit

Paid for it all cash, I’ll crash this bitch

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