10 Shooters Lyrics – Nasty C

Read the full 10 Shooters lyrics by Nasty C along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Nasty C’s music, you can also explore Ice and Selfish, two other songs by Nasty C.

[Chorus]
Heart racing, bar chasing
N!ggas headed to the top, hope we all make it (We all make it)
Armed to the T, Scarfacing
Say hello to my little friend with bronze casing
Ten shooters with me all aces
Ten shooters with me all aces, better act right
Tryna ball on these n!ggas, baby
Watch me ball on these n!ggas, baby
They better act right (Act right)

[Verse]

And my b!tch bad, bad, bad (What?)
Ain’t laying on her ass, she running up a sack
It’ll blow a hundred thou’-wow, she gon’ make it back
Lil’ b!tch thought I was cheating, almost had a heart attack
I’ll be gone for the weekend, but I promise I’ll be back
All this money ain’t enough, I need some more, I can’t relax
Working twice as hard as everybody else because we black
B!tch, my verse is coc*ine, MashBeatz serving crack
Anybody get it
We gon’ do’ em bad, lay’ em flat
We ain’t hanging out with nobody, too busy hanging plaques
Yeah, I got it like that
But I’ll still hunt you down for a rack, that’s a fact

[Chorus]
Heart racing, bar chasing
N!ggas headed to the top, hope we all make it (We all make it)
Armed to the T, Scarfacing
Say hello to my little friend with bronze casing (Bronze casing)
Ten shooters with me all aces
Ten shooters with me all aces, better act right (Better act right)
Tryna ball on these n!ggas, baby (Tryna ball)
Watch me ball on these n!ggas, baby (I’m tryna ball)
They better act right (Act right)