Shoot 'em Up Lyrics - Nastradamus - Nas

One 44, two 45's 

3 loaded clips, 4 niggas roll, one nigga drives 

500 Benz, 6 reasons why 

This kid should die 

We shootin' every motherfucker outside 

Pulled on his block, jumped out the car, guns in our hands 

At the same time every body ran 

There that nigga go, hiding in the crowd 

Let the trigger blow, 7 shots now he lying on the ground 

Blood on the floor 

Then we shot some more 

Niggas he was with 

2 niggas hit, one nigga fell 

One tryed to run, go get him son 

Make sure hes done before we bail, I ain't tryin to go to jail 

Must handle beef, code of the street 

Load up the heat, if these niggas think they could fuck around 

Real niggas do real things 

By all means, niggas know how we get down... it goes... 

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Chorus (4X) 

Shoot 'em up, just shoot 'em up, What... 

(whispering) 

Kill Kill Kill, Murder Murder Murder 

Photos 

Driving throught the roads Suburban Chevrolet 

6 tinted windows, and I'm on my way 

To get up with my hoes, I pull up to they house 

Not a freak to be heard, nobody came out 

Ringin' the bell, where in the hell 

Could they be at, I'm about to leave 

Steppin' slow, where my truck was at 

Who the fuck is that? 

Could it be a jack? 

Now I pull my strap, it's my man 

And we have the same plan 

There them bitches go 

Civic '94, looking funny though 

Open up the car door, funny smile 

Fuck 2 already, 3rd ass was heavy 

"Nas this is Sherri, Sherri this is Nas, and his man, Ready?" 

Walked in the house, snatched of they clothes 

Ran through them hoes 

Plenty ice that they all seemed to like 

Can't find my man, heard a BLAM BLAM 

Now I'm wondering, "In this scam, do I even stand a chance?" 

He killed them hoes, took all they doe 

Fire in his eyes, higher than the sky 

Comin' down the stairs 

Now he wantin' mine, reachin for my nine 

Aiming with our guns at eachothers face, at the same time 

My nine on his lips, his fifth on my chin, I start whispering 

"Put your gun down, we can skip town" 

Rocked him to sleep, pushed back his meat 

Lift off his chain 

Took his shit, emptied out close range... 

Chorus(4X) 

(3rd & 4th time there is no whispering of: 

Kill Kill Kill, Murder Murder Murder)