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The lyrics paint a stark picture of a life lived under constant threat, where "shooters" are not just a presence but a primary defense mechanism. The repeated assertion, "Got shooters, got shooters," functions as a mantra of security and power, emphasizing a reliance on armed individuals for protection and dominance. This isn't about camaraderie; it's about a calculated display of force, a declaration that the narrator is prepared for conflict and intends to win, as evidenced by the "30 on me 'cause I don't plan on losin'." The environment described is one of perpetual tension, where "traffic" becomes a mobile battleground and proximity to the narrator means being involved in the "shootin'." The central tension lies in the duality of the "shooters." While they offer protection, the lyrics also suggest a transactional and potentially volatile relationship. The phrase "a lot of these niggas that be round me they shootin'" implies that loyalty is tied to this capacity for violence, and perhaps that those around the narrator are not necessarily trusted friends but rather enforcers. This creates an atmosphere where genuine connection is suspect, and survival depends on maintaining a formidable, armed entourage. The constant invocation of "shooters" underscores a worldview where conflict is inevitable and preparedness is paramount. A key element of the craft is the relentless repetition, not just of the word "shooters," but of the entire chorus structure. This sonic saturation mirrors the overwhelming presence of this violent element in the narrator's life. The lyrics also employ a blunt, almost transactional language when describing actions and motivations, such as "We do a drill, then we slide and we pop up on yo' block" and "I'ma hit them all and spend a couple bands." This directness strips away any pretense, presenting a raw, unvarnished reality where violence is a tool and a commodity, and the consequences are starkly laid out: "put em in a box." What makes these lyrics hit hard is their unblinking portrayal of a specific, high-stakes existence. The writing doesn't shy away from the grim mechanics of this world, using direct, almost clinical descriptions of violence and its perceived necessity. The constant reinforcement of the "shooter" presence, coupled with the narrator's own armament and defiant stance against authority ("Middle fingers to the jakes, can't talk to the cops"), creates a potent sense of a self-contained, dangerous ecosystem. It's effective because it feels immediate and unapologetic, offering a glimpse into a reality where survival is a constant negotiation backed by lethal force.

Edai & Cdai - Rap, Gangsta Rap

Got Shooters

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[Intro: Edai] Got them shooters Shooters, shooters (6O), shooters They shootin' Shooters [Chorus: Edai] Got shooters, got shooters, got shooters, got shooters, got shooters (They shootin', they shootin') Got 30 on me 'cause I don't plan on losin' In traffic with it, I'm ridin' 'round with my shooters 'Cause a lot of these niggas that be round me they shootin' (They shootin', they shootin') Got shooters, got shooters, got shooters, got shooters, got shooters (They shootin', they shootin') Got 30 on me 'cause I don't plan on losin' In traffic with it, I'm ridin' 'round with my shooters 'Cause a lot of these niggas that be round me they shootin' [Verse 1: Cdai] Got shooters, got shooters, got rugers, got rugers, them Glocks (Them Glocks) We do a drill, then we slide and we pop up on yo' block (Skrt, Boom) I catch a opp then I swear I'ma pop bitch fuckin' top (I'ma pop bitch ' top) I'ma pop bitch fuckin' top and put em in a box (Bop) I'm Six O so you know how I fuckin' rock (6O) Middle fingers to the jakes, can't talk to the cops (can't talk to the cops) Can't talk to the cops (Nah Nah) Can't talk to the cops (Nah Nah) I'ma hit them all and spend a couple bands (Couple bands) And he don't dance but that 50 make him dance (Grrah) I'm Glo, I step in the club, everybody they glance (Everybody they glance) They on my dick askin' questions, oh, these fuckin' fans (Oh, these fuckin' fans) Can't fuck with you and your homies, bitch, we ain't no friends (Nah) [Chorus: Edai] Got shooters, got shooters, got shooters, got shooters, got shooters (They shootin', they shootin') Got 30 on me 'cause I don't plan on losin' In traffic with it, I'm ridin' 'round with my shooters 'Cause a lot of these niggas that be round me they shootin' (They shootin', they shootin') Got shooters, got shooters, got shooters, got shooters, got shooters (They shootin', they shootin') Got 30 on me 'cause I don't plan on losin' In traffic with it, I'm ridin' 'round with my shooters 'Cause a lot of these niggas that be round me they shootin' [Verse 2: Edai] I got shooters on deck, they shootin' them TEC's with mops You ain't from round here, don't come around my block I got shooters on deck from O Six O to O'Block My niggas too real, you know how we gon' rock Cdai got 22 shots right in that Glock I'm ridin' round all day in traffic, hittin' blocks (Hittin' blocks, hittin' blocks) Swervin' them thots, runnin' these hoes, get too much top (Too much top from these hoes) I know these niggas don't want no prob Say they real, they fake to the sqaud (Gang) Sippin' this lean, poppin' these broads Ridin' that lane, I'm choppin' these cars Smokin' on dope, blow smoke at a opp Smokin' on dope, blow smoke at a opp Top from a bitch, no love for a thot Hop in the whip, got one in top [Chorus: Edai] Got shooters, got shooters, got shooters, got shooters, got shooters (They shootin', they shootin') Got 30 on me 'cause I don't plan on losin' In traffic with it, I'm ridin' 'round with my shooters 'Cause a lot of these niggas that be round me they shootin' (They shootin', they shootin') Got shooters, got shooters, got shooters, got shooters, got shooters (They shootin', they shootin') Got 30 on me 'cause I don't plan on losin' In traffic with it, I'm ridin' 'round with my shooters 'Cause a lot of these niggas that be round me they shootin'

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Writers: Edai
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