How You Every O Shot ? (feat. Sha Ek)

How you every O shot, niggaWho did you shoot?Bap, you a bitch and you like 5'2Back out the knocks and I'm ready to-Back out the knocks and I'm ready to ootOY-OGz wit' me, spinning throughBullets they hit him, knock him out his shoesTired of the talking, what is we gon' doTired of the talking, what

How You Every O Shot ?
Cj Goon Lyrics


Jump to: Overall Meaning ↴  Line by Line Meaning ↴Grrah-grrah, boom maari
Grrah-grrah, boom
Word to my mother, these niggas is pussy
Word to my mother, these niggas is pussy
How you every O-, nigga who did you-
Bap, you a- and you like 5- back out the-
Back out the- and I’m ready to-
Word to my mother, these niggas- (Gang, ga) Word to my mother, these niggas is pussy

How you every O shot, nigga
Who did you shoot?
Bap, you a bitch and you like 5'2
Back out the knocks and I'm ready to-
Back out the knocks and I'm ready to oot
OY-OGz wit' me, spinning through
Bullets they hit him, knock him out his shoes
Tired of the talking, what is we gon' do
Tired of the talking, what is we gon', look

I'm a different nigga when I'm creepin'
Hop out, I'ma shoot for no reason
Brodie, he call me, hе said that he need it
I told him "I got him", I'm squeezing
Free Squeeze man, you know he a dеmon
So you know what I'm on
Talking on bro and the glizzy is drawn
Keep dissin' my niggas, like we don't perform

Know we gon' hop out, ain't no talking
Mask on, we gon' scorch 'em
Fuck is a DThang? We gon' off him
Then Drilly bop on his coffin
Know we gon' hop out, ain't no talking
Mask on, we gon' scorch 'em
Fuck is a DThang? We gon' off him
Then Drilly bop on his coffin

How you every O shot, nigga
Who did you shoot?
Bap, you a bitch and you like 5'2
Back out the knocks and I'm ready to-
Back out the knocks and I'm ready to oot
OY-OGz, wit' me, spinning through
Bullets they hit him, knock him out his shoes
Tired of the talking, what is we gon' do
Tired of the talking, what is we gon', look

If I don't got the gun, got the pokey
If they jacking the Flockas
I'ma knock them out
OY-OG posted at your house (Facts)
Most these niggas rappin'
I done give them clout
I don't even got to talk no more, like
These niggas is dead butt
Word to my dead, nigga
Every Flocka shot, YG or not
Bitch, my B-Day just passed, bitch, I'm 18
And you know that I'm toting on 18
And I heard that C locked, but I pop a pill
And I go spinnin' through 18
And you know that I'm looking for Scotty
I'm tryna catch me a body
We always smokin' on Lotti
Hope a nigga try- (Grrt, baow)

How you every O shot, nigga
Who did you shoot? (yeah)
Bap, you a bitch and you like 5'2 (Uh, huh)
Back out the knocks and I'm ready to-
Back out the knocks and I'm ready to oot
(Gang, gang, gang)
OY-OGz wit' me, spinning through
Bullets they hit him
(Don't run) , knock him out his shoes
Tired of the talking, what is we gon' do
Word to my mother, these niggas is pussy
Tired of the talking, what is we gon', look
(Boom, boom, boom)

I see a opp, I'ma
Keep throwing, throwing, throwing, throwing
I'm off the perc, she wanna
Fuck, so we keep going, going
They call me 30, I take the
Shot then we expose 'em, expose 'em
They call me 30
I take the shot then we expose 'em
New chop throw elbows, nigga named John
Nigga gon' snitch, they get hit in they arm
Catch me a rapper and watch how I perform
Smoking on Lotti, this shit made me cough
JB bustin', got it right from the store
Take me the shot, when she open her jaws
Catch me a opp, don't panic, just score
With this 35, I feel like I'm Thor
(Grrt, rrah)

How you every O shot, nigga
Who did you shoot? (yeah)
Bap, you a bitch and you like 5'2 (Uh, huh)
Back out the knocks and I'm ready to-
Back out the knocks and I'm ready to oot
(Gang, gang, gang)
OY-OGz wit' me, spinning through
Bullets they hit him
(Don't run) , knock him out his shoes
Tired of the talking, what is we gon' do?
(Lotti)
Tired of the talking, what is we gon', look
(Grrt, rrah) how you every O shot, nigga
Who did you shoot? (yeah)
Bap, you a bitch and you like 5'2 (Uh, huh)
Back out the knocks and I'm ready to-
Back out the knocks and I'm ready to oot
(Gang, gang, gang)
OY-OGz wit' me, spinning through
Bullets they hit him
(Don't run) , knock him out his shoes
Tired of the talking, what is we gon' do?

Tired of the talking, what is we gon', look
(Boom, boom, boom)


Overall Meaning

The song "How You Every O Shot?" by Cj Goon is a hard-hitting trap song that talks about street violence, gang culture, and the pressure to maintain a reputation in the rap industry. The lyrics are explicit and full of bravado, with the artist calling out other rappers and gang members who he believes to be fake or weak. The chorus repeats the phrase "How you every O shot, nigga, who did you shoot?" which is a reference to the O-block neighborhood in Chicago, known for its history of gang activity and violent crime. The artist also mentions his crew, the OY-OGz, and how they are always ready to back him up in a fight or a shootout.


The verses describe the artist's mindset when he's "creepin'" or looking for a target to attack. He talks about how he's always armed with a gun or a knife, and how he doesn't hesitate to use it if he feels threatened. He also talks about his loyalty to his friends and his willingness to protect them at all costs, even if it means getting into a dangerous situation. The song ends with a shoutout to other members of the OY-OGz, and a final warning to anyone who tries to cross them.


Line by Line Meaning

Grrah-grrah, boom maari
An exclamation of hype and enthusiasm, building energy for what's to come.


Word to my mother, these n***as is p***y
A declaration of the singer's honesty and integrity in calling out others for being cowardly.


How you every O-, n***a who did you-
Challenging another person's claims of violence and asking for proof of their actions.


Bap, you a- and you like 5'- back out the-
Dismissively calling another person a weakling and urging them to retreat before violence ensues.


Back out the- and I’m ready to-
Fearlessly daring the other person to make a move and initiating a fight.


OY-OGz wit' me, spinning through
The singer is accompanied by their trusted friends and associates, ready for action.


Bullets they hit him, knock him out his shoes
The singer boasts of their marksmanship, claiming to be able to knock someone off their feet with a single shot.


Tired of the talking, what is we gon' do
Impatiently calling for action and impatient with those who talk but don't act.


I'm a different n***a when I'm creepin'
The artist is describing their mentality and approach to violence, indicating that they are more dangerous and unpredictable in certain situations.


Hop out, I'ma shoot for no reason
The artist is claiming to be willing to shoot without any specific provocation or motive, projecting an image of recklessness and fearlessness.


Brodie, he call me, he said that he need it
Acknowledging the singer's position as a sought-after provider of violent retribution and/or protection.


I told him 'I got him', I'm squeezing
The artist assures their friend that they are fully capable of carrying out the requested act of violence.


Free Squeeze man, you know he a demon
Shouting out the name of their incarcerated friend Squeeze, and calling him a devilish figure, possibly because of his reputation for violence or cunning.


So you know what I'm on
The singer is emphasizing their commitment to a culture of violence and demonstrating that they are not to be trifled with.


Talking on bro and the glizzy is drawn
Threatening to shoot anyone who disrespects a friend, implying that they are always armed and ready to defend their associates.


Keep dissin' my n***as, like we don't perform
The artist is taking offense at insults directed at their associates and insisting that they are capable of delivering on promises to retaliate.


Know we gon' hop out, ain't no talking
The artist is proclaiming that words will not be necessary to escalate a conflict; actions speak louder than words.


Mask on, we gon' scorch 'em
The singer is preparing to wear a mask to anonymize their actions and shoot their enemies indiscriminately.


Fuck is a DThang? We gon' off him
The singer is referring to a rival who is already dead, yet still making it clear that they are willing to target anyone who disrespects them.


Then Drilly bop on his coffin
The artist is referencing the drill rap subgenre, postulating a scenario in which they shoot someone at their funeral.


If I don't got the gun, got the pokey
The artist is indicating that, if they do not have a gun, they will use a knife instead to commit violence.


If they jacking the Flockas
The artist is referring to guns, asking rhetorically what they will do if someone tries to take their Flocka (a type of gun).


I'ma knock them out
The singer is threatening to physically assault anyone who tries to take their weapons.


OY-OG posted at your house (Facts)
Asserting that their associates are posted (on guard) at their enemies' homes, ready to shoot on sight.


Most these n***as rappin', I done give them clout
The singer is accusing other rappers of being fake and using their music career to gain notoriety.


I don't even got to talk no more, like
The singer is indicating that they have nothing left to say and are ready to act.


These n***as is dead butt
The singer is indicating that they already know the other person is weak or vulnerable, and that violence is therefore almost inevitable.


Word to my dead, n***a
The artist is swearing on the memory of their deceased associates and implying that they are willing to do violence to honor their memory.


Every Flocka shot, YG or not
The artist is emphasizing their commitment to their use of firearms, typified by the Flocka brand, regardless of the circumstances.


Bitch, my B-Day just passed, bitch, I'm 18
The singer is likely using an exaggerated age ('18') in order to suggest that they are older and more experienced than they truly are.


And you know that I'm toting on 18
The singer is continuing to assert that they are armed and ready to commit violence when necessary.


And I heard that C locked, but I pop a pill
The artist is referencing a friend being incarcerated, but they nonetheless are continuing to use drugs.


And I go spinnin' through 18
The artist is referencing their tendency to engage in drive-by shootings while in a car or otherwise 'spinning' through their territory.


And you know that I'm looking for Scotty
The artist is likely seeking revenge against someone named Scotty or simply looking for someone to shoot.


I'm tryna catch me a body
The singer is indicating that they want to shoot and kill someone, in effect 'catching a body'.


We always smokin' on Lotti
The artist and their associates are likely smoking marijuana or cigarettes made from loose tobacco.


Hope a n***a try- (Grrt, baow)
The singer is hoping that someone will challenge them and/or disrespect them so they have an excuse to shoot them.


Who did you shoot? (yeah)
The singer is continuing to challenge their rivals to indicate who they have shot, implying that they doubt their stories of violence.


Bap, you a bitch and you like 5'2 (Uh, huh)
The singer is again dismissing someone as weak, this time mocking them for being short.


(Gang, gang, gang)
An interjection emphasizing the artist's association with their gang and their readiness for violence.


Bullets they hit him
The artist is reiterating their confidence in their accuracy and marksmanship.


(Don't run) , knock him out his shoes (Boom, boom, boom)
The singer is expressing their intent to shoot someone and knock them off their feet, using onomatopoeic words for gunshots.


I see a opp, I'ma
The singer is indicating their readiness to shoot anyone they identify as an enemy or rival.


Keep throwing, throwing, throwing, throwing
The artist is referencing their propensity for throwing up gang signs and/or making hand gestures as a way to intimidate their rivals.


I'm off the perc, she wanna
The artist has consumed Percocet, a painkiller, and is likely feeling its calming or numbing effects.


Fuck, so we keep going, going
The artist has been having sex with a woman and plans to continue even when they have finished the drug.


They call me 30, I take the
The singer is using a nickname, '30', and asserting their willingness to shoot people with guns.


Shot then we expose 'em, expose 'em
The artist is boasting of their ability to shoot someone and then subsequently humiliate or disrespect them.


New chop throw elbows, n***a named John
The singer is using a new gun ('chop') with a distinct shape that can be swung like an elbow and claims to have hit someone named John with it.


N***a gon' snitch, they get hit in they arm
The singer is indicating that anyone who 'snitches' or speaks to the police will be shot in the arm as a warning or punishment.


Catch me a rapper and watch how I perform
The singer is expressing their willingness to shoot another rapper who disrespects them as a way to demonstrate their skills.


Smoking on Lotti, this shit made me cough
The artist is admitting that smoking marijuana or tobacco is causing them to have a coughing fit.


JB bustin', got it right from the store
The artist is indicating that they are in possession of a gun ('JB') they purchased at a store.


Take me the shot, when she open her jaws
The singer is suggesting that they will have sex with a woman and then shoot her in the mouth when she opens it.


Catch me a opp, don't panic, just score
The singer is urging their friends not to panic when they see a rival, but rather to shoot and aim accurately in order to 'score' a kill.


With this 35, I feel like I'm Thor
The artist is referencing a model of gun ('35') and comparing themselves to the mythical god Thor, who wields a powerful hammer.


(Grrt, rrah)
An onomatopoeic expression of a gunshot, indicating a sudden and violent escalation of violence.


Tired of the talking, what is we gon' do?
A line that is repeated multiple times, emphasizing the artist's impatience with words and insistence on action.


(Lotti)
A likely reference to marijuana, emphasizing the importance of drug culture and its connection to violence throughout the song.


(Grrt, rrah) how you every O shot, n***a
The final line of the song continues the artist's dismissal of their rivals as being powerless or fraudulent, and implies that they themselves are the real deal when it comes to shooting guns.


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