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Don't Shoot

by Collier Randall

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It's Red! Uh! Uh! Yo! Tell me how you do it Tell me how you get that flow Tell me how you hustle Tell me how you get that dough I'm a boss I be chillin' up in my chateau Red'll rise while the peasants Peak and then plateau Your boys bounce when I check 'em They ain't clear this time I see my sign on their lines They ain't write those rhymes Know my sig'll get 'em big But I cut dudes short 'Cause all they do is blowin' smoke And Ion' do Newports Cut the bull Cut the crap I know you peepin' toms Tellin' yo men go To my window in my gated comm You want to know How I keep my wrist on the rocks You and your crew copy You are my Xerox I'll tear him, I'll tatter him Shake him, I'll shatter him Takin' his madam I'll bake him, I'll batter him If I get mad at him Swingin' the bat at him Takin' a stab at him I said I'll get even I said I'll get Adam in Tippin' my hat at him Puttin' a cap in him Makin' a ass of him I democratted him Dead him like catacomb Uh! Got me in their sights But they ain't about that life They try to do it But they just can't shoot me All my dudes shoot the Uz And they don't think twice Don't shoot! Don't shoot! Don't shoot! Don't... Keep my cash in the stash No, you will not pass If you want it Then you gotta go through me Stand down 'cause the crown Can't come down now Don't shoot! Don't shoot! Don't shoot! Don't... Tell you me what ya want Tell me what ya came for Show me what ya got Show me what you're playin' for Go and shoot your shot Show me what ya aim for 'Cuz I rock the watch Word to Ferg, Plain Jane, though Walk in the mall, get in a brawl Leavin' a mess in the hall (Y'all) Y'all in the stall Back to the wall Kickin' their can, aerosol (Aww) Makin' 'em crawl Crackin' their jaw Serve and I ball like Nadal (Nah) Said I'ma fall Do not recall Bitch, keep your eye on the ball I'm the top dog, dude There ain't no debatin' Might leave him splattered on the wall Like a Pollock painting My next move That's always what I'm contemplatin' You on your estimatin' I be on my calculatin' I'm on my grind You cannot shine Tell 'em they lack the luster I'm on my throne Tell 'em I'm grown You cannot see me flustered They do not walk Talk and they talk I do not feel a buster Pilot the plane Takin' the train I am the head conductor Got me in their sights But they ain't about that life They try to do it But they just can't shoot me All my dudes shoot the Uz And they don't think twice Don't shoot! Don't shoot! Don't shoot! Don't... Keep my cash in the stash No, you will not pass If you want it Then you gotta go through me Stand down 'cause the crown Can't come down now Don't shoot! Don't shoot! Don't shoot! Don't...

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