100 Shooters (Freestyle)

[Intro: YungLiV]
(Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up)
Ayy, we pull up and send hot shit to niggas block shit
Free the gang, ayy

[Chorus: YungLiV]
A lot of guns, niggas with me trippin' tryna body somethin'
Let me know if you want smoke with us 'cause we gon' light 'em up
Ever since lil' bro had lost his life, bitch, I go slide for fun
Long nights stuck inside the trap rollin' yo' homie up

[Verse 1: YungLiV]
Better not try to rob, these niggas know Lil LiV be trained to blow
Let me see a mask come through that back, I'm shootin' through the door
Man down, his homie turned around, nigga, we at his throat
He got away, his homie D.O.A, he died outside the place
I keep a pipe, shootin' like I'm Mike, bitch, I ain't tryna fight
I got killers off the drugs, they tryna flip shit
I got bitches on my line, they tryna suck the clique
Me and lil' bro don't trust these hoes 'cause we just drop to hit
I'll be damned I let a goofy slide and hit me in my shit
I come from out West, them fake ass vests gon' get a nigga kill
Opps be at my shows just like they hoes, [?]
I better not hear a nigga say my homie tried to run from them
But if he dead but took a L, we gon' go get his son
These niggas bluffin', when we slide I need a homi', huh
Bitch, I got court I think the judge might try to fraud me when I go
I ain't tryna flex with pistols, nigga, the rest I know y'all know

[Chorus: YungLiV]
A lot of guns, niggas with me trippin' tryna body somethin'
Let me know if you want smoke with us 'cause we gon' light 'em up
Ever since lil' bro had lost his life, bitch, I go slide for fun
Long nights stuck inside the trap rollin' yo' homie up

[Verse 2: Rari]
Ever since that nigga lost his life I keep a weapon
Told my brother he better tote it right before he step in
Couple niggas posted in the cut with some F&N's
We gon' slide through the back like, "What the fuck where that check is?"
I'm ridin' for my niggas and I'ma slide with 'em
If you ridin' for them niggas you gon' die with 'em
Whip tinted and it's rented, it's a dirty [?]
Fuckin' dummy nigga, thought his whip was bulletproof
Told my city you ain't shit, we never heard of you
Any problems, flip his top like a convertible
Gotta watch my back, they tryna cut it surgical
Where the opps be at I'm servin' niggas dog food

[Chorus: YungLiV]
A lot of guns, niggas with me trippin' tryna body somethin'
Let me know if you want smoke with us 'cause we gon' light 'em up
Ever since lil' bro had lost his life, bitch, I go slide for fun
Long nights stuck inside the trap rollin' yo' homie up