Lyrics

Artist: Juelz Santana ft Cam'ron & Sizzla
Song: Shottas

Intro: Sizzla] (Juelz Santana)
Owwwww!!!! Ha Ha!!!
Click clack and it's over your dead (This is it)
My damn glock, buss a cap in your head (Santana)
It's in my blood I love killin you fools (This here for my shottas)
I'm a thug, that goes by no rules (DipSet!) Owwwww!!!!

[Chorus: Juelz Santana]
Heaven knows if I'm meant to go (I'm a shotta)
Let me know if I'm meant to go (I'm a shotta)
Setting the toast if I'm letting it go (I'm a shotta)
Tell my folks I've been sent to go
I got a shotta, shotta, shotta, shotta
Scream shotta, shotta, shotta, shotta
We shottas, shottas, shottas, shottas
Yeah shottas, shottas, shottas, shottas

[Verse 1: Juelz Santana]
All sides all guys all rise now
BO! BO! BO! BO! lick four shots now
Now all ladies more ladies all guys down
Say Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Four times now
Shake that ass like a shotta hoe, get in shotta mode
(Yeah!) It's DipSet bitch yeah there them shottas go
And them shots will go (BO!) and them shots a blow (BO!)
Damn straight through your man's plantano
You'll get a pushin rod for bein a rookie paw
And puttin your head in the next man cookie jar
We supportin, enforcin, extortion
Involvin take parts in, all money launderin
We are shottas, yes y'all to the death y'all
Money power respect y'all to hell with the rest y'all
If heaven ain't got a ghetto I guess I'm goin to hell
With the rest y'all, with a L and my vest on (Yeah!)

Bridge: Sizzla
Click clack and it's over you dead
My damn glock, buss a cap in your head
It's in my blood I love killin you fools
I'm a thug, that goes by no rules
Click clack and it's over your dead
My damn glock, buss a cap in your head
It's in my blood I love killin you fools
Hey, outlaws goes by no rules

[Verse 2: Juelz Santana]
Now tell me who wanna fuck with us? (Who)
Who wanna ramp with us? (Who)
(BO! BO! BO! BO!) You know what's up with us
(We are shottas!!!) True coke smugglers
Tombstone coverers the news gon' need full blown coverage
Our shottas (BO!) BIG was a shotta (BO!) Pac was a shotta
Shyne locked up cause Shyne was a shotta
(BO!) Shottas, one more time lick a shot for my shottas
My pops was never there that made my mama the shotta (BO!)
Made by a woman I was raised by a woman
So I never love a bitch but I stays by my women
They are shottas, we are breed of achievers
That will do anything to suceed or achieve it
You walk like a shotta, you talk like a shotta
But won't stand up in the court like a shotta
Niggaz like you ought to get shot up
For actin and bein a fraudulent shotta

[Verse 3: Cam'Ron]
My shottas, they shot-her
dreadlock Rastas, rude boys popped up. (Gotcha)
Imposter, hang wit the lobsters,
sing like the Opera or bang wit the mobsters.
Don Gargon pardon, love the drama,
un-tuck the lama, now suck ya mama!
Boom boom, bang, clutch zoom zoom.
Who wound guys-wise yes touch pum pums.
Im Gotti boy, wit that shotty toy,
ladi dadi hottie mami, i'll body a batti boy.
I cannot flop Ak, this is shot-clock,
24 seconds - ya insides a hot pot
It get deep daddy, out the peach Caddy.
He Curry Chicken, turn him to Beef Patti.
Get the Cocoa bread, im a loco-head
with the 4-4 oh he'll be oh so dead.

Bridge: Sizzla
Click clack and it's over you dead
My damn glock, buss a cap in your head
It's in my blood I love killin you fools
I'm a thug, that goes by no rules
Click clack and it's over you dead
My damn glock, buss a cap in your head
It's in my blood I love killin you fools
Hey, outlaws goes by no rules