Songtexte:
Shot Caller

she want a shot caller Wanna be with a baller shot caller Can tell by her aura she wanna shot caller Wanna be with a baller shot caller Can tell by her

'ma kill you Cause if he get away, muthafucka, then we all through Fuck 3 shots, nigga, add 2 And handle what the fuck you gotta do Kill the shot caller

Übersetzung: Blume. Shot Caller.

she want a shot caller Wanna be with a baller shot caller Can tell by her aura she wanna shot caller Wanna be with a baller shot caller Can tell by her

[Chorus] If you want to try Then you must want to die The baddest of them all You should that it's I I never been down So best not fuck around Do you

Now what's up wit Reggie His bitch mom got's to wipe his ass When that fool takes a shit, cause that puto's livin crippled Now what about that fuckin punk you call

kill you Cause if he get away, muthafucka, then we all through Fuck 3 shots, nigga, add 2 And handle what the fuck you gotta do Kill the shot caller

It's a sure shot, don't make it complicated Keep your eyes on and your head in the air You will know, you're taking it for granted Poor thing You're

to the fullest, like dat dere Y'KNOW! [Kurupt] Organized madness The young Godstra Ha hah, young Frank Sinatra, beotch! Chorus: repeat 2X (w/ minor variations) I call, I call shots