EST Gee & 42 Dugg – Everybody Shooters Too (Audio, Lyrics, Video)

EST Gee & 42 Dugg unveil the music video for their collaboration titled “Everybody Shooters Too”. The song was produced by Enrgy Beats. Listen, stream, buy, read the lyrics, mp3 download.

Est Gee & 42 Dugg Everybody Shooters Too

EST Gee and 42 Dugg might be hip-hop’s most exciting new duos. The two rappers, who are signed to Yo Gotti’s CMG imprint, recently announced their joint project, Last Ones Left with the release of “Free The Shiners.” Today, they’ve followed it up with their second single from the new effort titled, “Everybody Shooters Too.” Enrgy Beats lives up to his name with the production of the song, putting eerie keys behind the menacing bars that EST Gee and 42 Dugg dish out in a little under 2 minutes. The record doesn’t even last more than two minutes but EST Gee and Dugg are rapping with a point to prove.

EST Gee & 42 Dugg – Everybody Shooters Too (prod. Enrgy Beats)

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Lyrics

[Verse 1: EST Gee]
Mm, everybody shooters too
We can’t be into it if I ain’t shoot at you
(Enrgy made this one)
I’m who all the gangsta young thug niggas look up to
I’m who all the opps and robbers plottin’, tryna do it to
I’m who all the project and the model hoes wan’ do it to
She put it on her head and twist her hands like the screw was loose
You talk like you bulletproof, we all really know the truth
They know we the reason for them candlelight vigils
Niggas can’t be serious, they funny
He think he the big dog on his block ’cause he got money
Last one got out of line, went against the guys, got punished
Meanwhile, I’m thuggin’, pulling pounds outta luggage
Sold it in Kentucky, but I purchased, did a number
Sevens for one-twenty, for a QP, nineteen hunnid
You found out you can hustle, you a killer all or somethin’
Sometimes I wish I could’ve left with Red, God made me suffer
But pressure made me tougher, when it’s smoke, I don’t be duckin’
You see me out in public with it out, I never tuck it
They say it’s all or nothing

[Verse 2: 42 Dugg]
So I’m going for it, fuck it
Million-dollar budget, that’s in all fives
Niggas still rentin’ in the city, I bought all mines
I ain’t been the same since my dawg died
Runoff, you get hogtied, silly
He ratted, I don’t feel him, on my momma, I should kill him
Young freak bitch still’ll stuff it all for me
I was just in the county, could you make a call for me?
Nah, we don’t fuck with Percs, young nigga off puppy
My bad if I give sixty to my youngin’, mom and dad
I ain’t used to people passin’, I’m used to homicides
I ain’t wanna buy that Aston, I got the Urus
Probably the only young rich nigga without veneers
‘Fore I forget to mention, bitch, I got an M in jewelry, literally
Instagram killin’ me, that savage shit still in me
I pass, no doggy this for type nigga, I rap
This for hoes said I can’t, look at me now
Real niggas, hold up, wait ’til we drop
City in they feelings, main man from the country
Remember I ain’t have a dollar, I just had a buggy
Now I’m getting money, I can laugh and shit
Paid for it all cash, I’ll crash this bitch