Star Shooter

Lil L.A. Marz - Star Shooter (Feat. Kiss
Margiela)
Lyrics


Intro:
Yeah, what, what, what (Bah, bah, bah!)
Boom! (Beep!)
What, yeah! (Boom!)
Uh, mmm, mmm (Yeah)
Yeah (Yeah, L.A. went hard on this one)
Uh, what, ouu, yeah

Hook: (Lil L.A. Marz)
Aye
Always gotta stay strapped with the goons (Yeah, what, with the goons) (What?)
I see you got a piece, said, "What it do" (What it do?)
Let that thang go at yo shoes (mmm, mom, at yo shoes)
And we tote dem Blasters in a loop (Uh what, ouu, yeah!) (In a loop!)
CE-14C to be exact
Yes, you is under attacked
Plenty shots up in the back
Bro don't even got a clue (mmm, mmm)
Nigga don't know what to do
Nigga don't know how to act when the beam come at you (What?)

Verse: (Lil L.A. Marz)
I am a rival, to yo niggas rival (Yeah!)
Shoot y'all niggas down, like we in the Finals (Bah!)
Where yo keep yo medkit? Need that for survival (On god)
Blast the carpet like a standin' ovation at a bible study
Wipe yo nose, no slime, its runny
Think he real? He slime? He a dummy (Slime!)
Nigga, think this situation funny? You get shot for nothin'
Wouldn't say you lucky, cuz nigga, you ain't lucky
No, you ain't off the hook, cuz you owe me something
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa (Whoa)
Let the choppa blow (Aye!)
Like the Big Bad Wolf, uh
Till we can't no moe, uh (Beep!)
I forgot to tell ya (What?)
Welcome to my city (Uh)
Home to the star shooters and we don't do pity (Oh yeah)
To y'all biggest situation this our no biggie (Yeah)
Over here we eliminate all the Mickies (All the rats, yeah!)
Over here we gun em down, whoever mention glizzies (Yeah!)
Over and out, to a nigga who act like he got titties (Yeah!)

Hook: (Lil L.A. Marz)
Aye
Always gotta stay strapped with the goons (Yeah, what, with the goons) (What?)
I see you got a piece, said, "What it do" (What it do?)
Let that thang go at yo shoes (mmm, mom, at yo shoes)
And we tote dem Blasters in a loop (Uh what, ouu, yeah!) (In a loop!)
CE-14C to be exact
Yes, you is under attacked
Plenty shots up in the back
Bro don't even got a clue (mmm, mmm)
Nigga don't know what to do
Nigga don't know how to act when the beam come at you (What?)

Verse 2: (Kissmargiela)
Bi-bitch, I walk up in tha crib in Versace Boxers (Margiela!)
Bi-itch, I walk up in tha crib in Versace Boxers (Margiela!)
Bi-bitch, I walk up in tha crib in Versace Boxers (Margiela!)
Bitch, I walk up in tha crib in Versace Boxers (Margiela!)
I fuck up on ya bitch, when I know you watching (Yuh!)
I run up in his crib, it's a trending topic (Bah, bah, bah, bah!)
Why you flexing all that shit, when you ain't got it? (Skrt)
She let the gang hit, she got 5 bodies (Yah, yuh?)
She said rockstar ain't shit, what that bitch say? (Yuh, yuh, yuh!)
I'm with L.A. Marz, with guitars, we got Big Bank
Fuck up on yo bitch in Vegas, then I head to LA (Yuh!)
Black jeans, got all black on my body, screaming, "Gang, gang!" (Bitch, huh!)
Rockstar (Whoa!)
I'm a rockstar (On god) (Rockstar)
Rockstar (Rockstar) (Boom!)
I'm a rockstar
(Yeah!)

Hook: (Lil L.A. Marz)
Aye
Always gotta stay strapped with the goons (Yeah, what, with the goons) (What?)
I see you got a piece, said, "What it do" (What it do?)
Let that thang go at yo shoes (mmm, mom, at yo shoes)
And we tote dem Blasters in a loop (Uh what, ouu, yeah!) (In a loop!)
CE-14C to be exact
Yes, you is under attacked
Plenty shots up in the back
Bro don't even got a clue (mmm, mmm)
Nigga don't know what to do
Nigga don't know how to act when the beam come at you (What?)

Outro:
(L.A., who the fuck?)
(Ayo Dripz, this shit crazy)