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Lời bài hát: Shotta Flow 4

Lời đăng bởi: fenghui.liu

Put the beam on my Glock for my accuracy Too know that I'm tough like a refugee But you know you get dead a few steps to me I was only 15 with a felony Whole lot of opps saw the party got wrecked Big and crip but his blood on the set Call a Glock, knock it, put a n***a in tent How you gon' breathe when I shot him in the neck? The opps stay famous, I put them on TV It's a house on my neck and it's filled with BBs I walk down on him and he didn't even see me Hollow tips in this Glock, this s*** is not BBs I'm the only rapper that's down for a body I don't need no mileage, Demi BK, I shoot everybody I always got the gun, it's glued to my body Shoot him in the hip if he turn into a runner Gun in the purse like a Benz, I ain't gonna Catch him on the E-Way, I'ma flip the whole Honda African shooters, I call him Wakanda If he wanna do it, tell him I'm ready Knock out his brains, he look like Spaghetti Shoot up the opps like Corey Maggetti Sometimes I let my hair be dreaded I'm purtin' and I'ma get dirty And I'ma get put on a shirt And if he wanna smoke, if he wanna smoke I'ma get his s*** hurt And I'ma get his s*** hurt And the f***ing b***h drink when I slide in You play, he down in the mood If you really want that s***, you get that Got the Glock on the hip, I'ma shoot that AM15 with the 556 If he wanna smoke, he gon' get dismissed I don't even gotta call 100K, I don't mind You can see it on my wrist when the s*** glist I ain't got better, I'm not gon' miss Why the f*** got a gun and you know you a b***h Too deep, don't get in this water If we can't find him, we shoot at his daughter I see the hate, but you know I go harder Lil Demi, you can call me a gremlin I want the smoke like a f***ing chimney You get shot in your mouth if you grinning Shot a family extortion, we winning You can keep him, my shooter, Adalah Latifah Take a look in my eyes, I'm the reaper I really don't f*** them people And it can be on Judgment Day With God, I bust at them people You know I'm gon' shoot when I see you If I was you, I wouldn't wanna be you Yeah, yeah, leave him unrecognized when I do a homie Dead in the jam and you turn into a gommie Slamming on my opps like a n***a's damn donkey I'ma come with a gun, I call it Katroni Take a h***, what gets you doing? I ain't sexing h***s, but you know I'm pursuing Two h***s, I do it congruently If you *** on my name, your life get ruined Shoot him in the back, take him out like Rick Don't come too close, cause I'm clutching my blicky Got a Glock 26 and it came with a T No biggie with the chopper, get the Bible ID If you not robbing s***, then I put it on Buddha I used to be fighting, I turned to the shooter They send it to Maggie, look like a ruler I didn't wanna kill him, but I had to do it We on the opps air, man, they want us to let up I turn red, they thought I hit him with some ketchup The body count keep rising, I done turned into the devil They know how we be sliding, b***h, I had to cop a Reno You know I be smoking that Tookie 2 She told me I taste like some juicy fruit She ate me like gum in that Koopie Coop Shoot up his ride, call Jiffy Lube The Glock said, ask that boy, is he cool? Busting down his block like an inner tube He said that I know him, who is you? He said he a dog, he a Scooby-Doo I'm a sibling till I'm 44 I was 16 riding with a .44 I'm an upper-hand gun, I never do I ain't been to the rack, got a little minute But I still ride with my shorties, though Black cow, white seats, it's an Oreo Blow him down with twin glocks, call me Wario F*** everybody, I had the chance, so I buck everybody Stand f*** with me, no f*** everybody Got the pole out, better duck everybody Set him cool down before we buck his body Call him Buffy, that body Throw him in the ocean, tell him, locate his body His mom's pulling up, come up, okay, his body

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