"Shell" lyrics

[T.I.:]
Hey pimp squad pimp hard we getting ours of top
Hit broad-ass niggas in their jaws of top
Pistol whip 'em then bust 'em in the leg with the Glock
Leave 'em fucking shell shocked
Don't get you fucking head chopped
For trying to hustle a broad but nigga ours don't stop
Whether we hustle broads or getting our of blocks
Used to see us on the block
Hanging in the spot chilling fire hot
But we out 'til diss y'all start selling
Time to re-up and I'm waiting on dude but not Devin
Know the feds wonder who no clue I'm not telling
We vintage hustlers
Throwback gangsters from "87"
Extremely rare I swear I'm like number 9 out of 11
Now you see us flashing tools on "22" hot wheeling
Back to back to back in black and blue and white 7s
Came along way from the trap with them hard white 7s
It's a blessing that you peasants was graced with our presents

[Young Dro:]
Man them niggas shell
You don't want no part of the squad
Man them niggas shell
Send something at you hit you hard in ya heart
Man them niggas shell
I promise nigga you don't want it with us
You dumb as hell and ass out trying to call our bluff
You dumb as hell and ass out trying to call our bluff

Y'all caught us on brawus
Change the paint on the Chevy June, July, and August
Try one of my dogs get two of ya dogs slaughtered
12 chasing us on the trap but they ain't caught us
Dimes joking who saw us a watch the ammo
Slugs in the belt strapped on my chest boy I'm ramdro
Soldier give me my warriors Gucci my leather
Fresh air force ones my guns that's better
Whatever mafia learning
Feds found out I was bilingual
When they heard me speaking in German
Twisting and turning
Drug dealer clicking and busting
I'm section 8 project living but I'm dealing with Russians
I swear bodies I'll drop slow
My Mexican colt quepaso
Double Glock
30-round clips I'll knock 'em out folk
Reload swiftly
Approximately 120 slugs come plenty
Won't stop until my whole clip empty 'cause I'm

Shell
You don't want no part of the squad
Man them niggas shell
Send something at you hit you hard in ya heart
Man them niggas shell
I promise nigga you don't want it with us
You dumb as hell and ass out trying to call our bluff
Man them niggas shell

[Macboney:]
i'm the first sarg in a blackout
I pull the black mack out
I blow ya back out
Shoot you up higher then stack house
My nine clear house
Hide in the corner nigga play mouse
I brang the k out
We serve up beef like a steak house
The devils play house
You talking shit but you don't weigh out
Let's see what they're 'bout
But shit you know how that's gon' play out
We paid and they not
So we don't care shit we gone spray shots
You might leave tonight but we gone catch you in yo day spot
We glorify hot
Riding big in them fat knots
This where the game stops
We classic soldiers just like Reebok
Riding high tops I be so high I see the rooftops
Pistol stay cocked 'cause niggas thriving up on my block
Shut the fuck up
Back the fuck up
Bitch you'll get touched
My clique too much
We gone go out rich and famous
So you can blame us
You already pointing fingers
These niggas sangers
We classified as entertainers

[Young Dro:]
Shell
You don't want no part of the squad
Man them niggas shell
Send something at you hit you hard in ya heart
Man them niggas shell
I promise nigga you don't want it with us
You dumb as hell and ass out trying to call our bluff