O.G Shanked - Shot Caller

[INSTRUMENTALS/BEAT]:


[TALK]: Aint no shot callers up North, or in the South, ya'll hear me ... Vinewood aint no shot callah hood, only shots ya'll calling is Burger Shot *Evil Laughter*

[Chorus/Hook]:
Shorty got potential I could be her sponsor
Met her back stage at a summer jam concert
Hair like Rihanna shoe game was awesome
Could tell by her aura 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 aura she wanna shot caller

[Verse 1]:
Pimpin' is a fact, only chrome on me is the chrome on the Mac
Empty out my strap, who you think brought Grove Street back on the map
Green chucks and green rags is back, swag still in contact
Shot callin' for me is easy, aslong as I make it rain, Hits out leaving bodies believe me
I got stacks so big they puttin' ya'll nigguhs to shame, your stacks is too small making you look lame
Shot callin' so I call a youngan out to bring the choppa, aftah that all you hear is choppa' down
Hits on any nigguh that aint wearing family colours when I'm around, still runnin' Ganton town
Better know Ryder still wearin' the crown, but I'm the king of the trap
nothing selling but the crack, and that Purple Haze still in the sack
Man, single handedly I brought shot callin' back.

[Chorus/Hook]:
Shorty got potential I could be her sponsor
Met her back stage at a summer jam concert
Hair like Rihanna shoe game was awesome
Could tell by her aura 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 aura she wanna shot caller

[Verse 2]:
Youngsters talking bout how they can rap, but all ya'll lil nigguhs do is yap
My lyrics so hard, they harder than the strap, yo' lyrics straight crap
yo' shot caller game is wack, I dial a couple numbers and yo' whole block gets whacked
a couple nigguhs get clapped, wouldn't even cost a couple bricks more like a couple stacks
My little nigguhs will rob you of ya bling, but all yo' shit cost about the same as my pinky ring
You rolling with some nappy headed hoes, but my game so tight my main bitch straight from Beijing
Yo' main bitch was looking for a quick fling, throw 50 racks around like it aint a thing
You was at the club and $50 bucks was all you could bring, remember that me and Rydah running things
fake nigguhs stay out the game, before real nigguhs put you back in your place
Won't be jumping around wit' that Choppa' in your face, Rounds will start spraying you wannabes in the face just like mace

[Chorus/Hook]:
Shorty got potential I could be her sponsor
Met her back stage at a summer jam concert
Hair like Rihanna shoe game was awesome
Could tell by her aura 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 aura she wanna shot caller

[Verse 3]:
Me & Ryder be runnin' the game, we never came in for the fame
But even then both bitches and real nigguhs know our name
Better duck if it aint our set you claime, better get your colours on
On my block I aint need 'em, because I'm da' don
Nigguhs hear you and all they do is yawn, chu' know me I'm on the block
Maybe hustling with a couple grams up in my sock, cops come and twenty nigguhs draw for their Glock
Bitch wants some of me, tell her all she gotta' do is knock
Keep bitchin' pussy nigguhs and you gettin' dropped like a rock, I aint roll alone ...
I roll in a flock, so call me Mr. Birdman
Spittin' hot shit, like a nigguh did on Ghetto Q'uran
Need a hit placed, if anyone can do it nigguh I can

[TALK]: I'm back nigguh ! Shot callin' fo' real !

[SONG FADES OUT]