Shooters Lord Narf (Ft. Ethereal & Father)

[Intro: Father & Cuba Gooding Jr]

Ok, shoot a nigga in dick, kill a nigga and his bitch. (Ricky!)
Talkin' all that shit
Shoot a nigga in his dick
Shoot a nigga and his bitch
Then shoot his motherfuckin' kids

[Hook: Father]

Yeah, Where your shooters at? (x4)
Talkin' all that shit
Shoot a nigga in his dick
Then kill his motherfuckin' kids
Then I kill his motherfuckin' bitch
Yeah, Where your shooters at? (x4)

[Verse 1: Lord Narf]

I bet ya, I bet ya, I bet ya never met a bih, that be talking all that shit
But be backing up that lip, on this dick and with a clip
Henny bound we don't sip
When he round watch your shit
I mean squad got hands and shit
But we want your bands and shit
We be posted in my circle
Boy don't try us like no Urkel (cha, cha, cha)
My gun will twerk you
Boy I fucked up when I lurked you
Now I'm aiming at the dick
Boy I'm aiming at your bitch
And I might not shoot your kids
Get my belt and whoop your kids, Yeah