(This is an anthem to all of the people out there)
(Wave your hands up in the air)
(Like you don't care, this is Dr. Real)
I made it to the top, don't try to hold me back
Bitches said I flop, I've got a full mag
Bitch, tell me I suck, I won't give a f*ck
Yeah, I'm a shooter, you better start to duck
Got my sights locked, I ain't outta luck
My precision is on top
When I pull up, I'll make it light up
Ouais, maintenant y a les keufs à la fenêtre
Bâtiment plein de meufs qui n'ont pas lieu d'être
J'ai la beuh dans la main, on se revoit demain
Quand je suis en prison
Yeah, I'm a shooter, you better start to duck
Got my sights locked, I ain't outta luck
My precision is on top
When I pull up, I'll make it light up
Yeah, I know the game now, f*ck you tryna do
I got a picture in a frame, just need to count to two (one, two)
Games is game, what the f*ck you tryna do
Yeah, I'm a shooter, you better start to duck
Got my sights locked, I ain't outta luck
My precision is on top
When I pull up, I'll make it light up (yeah, I'll make it light up)
Teachers, told me let it be
Never gave a f*ck
They're all lookin at me
Oh shit, a sniper I'm boutta duck
All the people around me, tell me I'm crazy
But I don't f*ck with that shit
Yeah, I'm a shooter, you better start to duck
Got my sights locked, I ain't outta luck
My precision is on top
When I pull up, I'll make it light up (Ooh)
I'm going crazy
The world is getting hazy
I'm feeling dizzy
I don't f*ck with nobody
Yeah, I be going solo like Batman
Don't need to be rich to be him
Cause bitch, I'm already that man
Yeah, bitch, I'm already that man
Yeah, I'm a shooter, you better start to duck
Got my sights locked, I ain't outta luck
My precision is on top
When I pull up, I'll make it light up (three, two, one)
Now I got my boy Smoka, on the track
Yeah, we're ready to smoke one
Always ready to attack
(Ahem, attention please)
(We are currently downloading the Smoka files)
(10, 20, 30, 40, 50, 60, 70, 80, 90, 100)
(Opening the files)
(This is Smoka)
This was Dr. Real and Smoka
We hope that you enjoyed the show
DR.REAL - SHOOTER (Incomplete Version) Lyrics
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(This is an anthem to all of the people out there)
(Wave your hands up in the air)
(Like you don't care, this is Dr. Real)
I made it to the top, don't try to hold me back
Bitches said I flop, I've got a full mag
Bitch, tell me I suck, I won't give a f*ck
Yeah, I'm a shooter, you better start to duck
Got my sights locked, I ain't outta luck
My precision is on top
When I pull up, I'll make it light up
Ouais, maintenant y a les keufs à la fenêtre
Bâtiment plein de meufs qui n'ont pas lieu d'être
J'ai la beuh dans la main, on se revoit demain
Quand je suis en prison
Yeah, I'm a shooter, you better start to duck
Got my sights locked, I ain't outta luck
My precision is on top
When I pull up, I'll make it light up
Yeah, I know the game now, f*ck you tryna do
I got a picture in a frame, just need to count to two (one, two)
Games is game, what the f*ck you tryna do
Yeah, I'm a shooter, you better start to duck
Got my sights locked, I ain't outta luck
My precision is on top
When I pull up, I'll make it light up (yeah, I'll make it light up)
Teachers, told me let it be
Never gave a f*ck
They're all lookin at me
Oh shit, a sniper I'm boutta duck
All the people around me, tell me I'm crazy
But I don't f*ck with that shit
Yeah, I'm a shooter, you better start to duck
Got my sights locked, I ain't outta luck
My precision is on top
When I pull up, I'll make it light up (Ooh)
I'm going crazy
The world is getting hazy
I'm feeling dizzy
I don't f*ck with nobody
Yeah, I be going solo like Batman
Don't need to be rich to be him
Cause bitch, I'm already that man
Yeah, bitch, I'm already that man
Yeah, I'm a shooter, you better start to duck
Got my sights locked, I ain't outta luck
My precision is on top
When I pull up, I'll make it light up (three, two, one)
Now I got my boy Smoka, on the track
Yeah, we're ready to smoke one
Always ready to attack
(Ahem, attention please)
(We are currently downloading the Smoka files)
(10, 20, 30, 40, 50, 60, 70, 80, 90, 100)
(Opening the files)
(This is Smoka)
This was Dr. Real and Smoka
We hope that you enjoyed the show
(Wave your hands up in the air)
(Like you don't care, this is Dr. Real)
I made it to the top, don't try to hold me back
Bitches said I flop, I've got a full mag
Bitch, tell me I suck, I won't give a f*ck
Yeah, I'm a shooter, you better start to duck
Got my sights locked, I ain't outta luck
My precision is on top
When I pull up, I'll make it light up
Ouais, maintenant y a les keufs à la fenêtre
Bâtiment plein de meufs qui n'ont pas lieu d'être
J'ai la beuh dans la main, on se revoit demain
Quand je suis en prison
Yeah, I'm a shooter, you better start to duck
Got my sights locked, I ain't outta luck
My precision is on top
When I pull up, I'll make it light up
Yeah, I know the game now, f*ck you tryna do
I got a picture in a frame, just need to count to two (one, two)
Games is game, what the f*ck you tryna do
Yeah, I'm a shooter, you better start to duck
Got my sights locked, I ain't outta luck
My precision is on top
When I pull up, I'll make it light up (yeah, I'll make it light up)
Teachers, told me let it be
Never gave a f*ck
They're all lookin at me
Oh shit, a sniper I'm boutta duck
All the people around me, tell me I'm crazy
But I don't f*ck with that shit
Yeah, I'm a shooter, you better start to duck
Got my sights locked, I ain't outta luck
My precision is on top
When I pull up, I'll make it light up (Ooh)
I'm going crazy
The world is getting hazy
I'm feeling dizzy
I don't f*ck with nobody
Yeah, I be going solo like Batman
Don't need to be rich to be him
Cause bitch, I'm already that man
Yeah, bitch, I'm already that man
Yeah, I'm a shooter, you better start to duck
Got my sights locked, I ain't outta luck
My precision is on top
When I pull up, I'll make it light up (three, two, one)
Now I got my boy Smoka, on the track
Yeah, we're ready to smoke one
Always ready to attack
(Ahem, attention please)
(We are currently downloading the Smoka files)
(10, 20, 30, 40, 50, 60, 70, 80, 90, 100)
(Opening the files)
(This is Smoka)
This was Dr. Real and Smoka
We hope that you enjoyed the show
Writer: Benjamin Durazzi
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid