Top Shotta Lyrics – BloodHound Q50

Read the full Top Shotta lyrics by BloodHound Q50 from the album Get Back Or Die Trying along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song.

[Intro]
(This s*it gon’ be crazy, Jacc)
Go, go
(1204 made this s*it bang)

[Verse 1]
We breed killers, fu*k the reapers, blood spillers
Don’t claim he is your brother if I ain’t got no blood with you
Can’t get his ass up in this hot if he ain’t seen no blood, n!gga
I’m official, ask the opps, got a body on every block, I’ll kill whoever with you
I only fu*k with Glocks and Drac’s, don’t tote ARPs
Free Pooh Shiesty, but I’m worse, the label better not tweak

Give two fu*ks ’bout this rap s*it, I care more ’bout B’s
I come from taking n!ggas, throw his J out if it’s cheese (Fu*k it)
First day back up in them trenches, told foenem “Let’s slide thru Princeton”
Beat up a V, that b!tch too tinted
Got back for every n!gga that’s on my sidе, who you think that’s winning?
Who you think doing the killing?
Dissing in your raps, but I took your cuban, watch and pendant
Thesе n!ggas b!tches, it ain’t never been no killing without killing
A lot of n!ggas felt this switch, but done brag up on attempts
A lot of n!ggas felt that Drizzy, long live King Drac’
Y’all know who the fu*k was out there with me

[Bridge: BloodHound Q50, BloodHound Lil Jeff]
Go
Long live my brother, we did kill your b!tch-ass brother
Go

[Verse 2]
Get a bag and fu*k it off, ’cause this s*it ain’t none
Hit the Louis store and fu*k up ten, I’m with my Bloods
Amiri s*it getting played out, leave it for the bums
Up in Houston, fresh as fu*k, pink house, throwing ones
I think his ski might fall, I’m addicted to these clubs
Geeski showed me a different life, he did it off the love
I’m a top shotta, at nineteen I was way past a glove

Piss me off when a n!gga try to run, stand there, take these slugs