letra de headshot - aurum2402
[intro]
yeah
ra ta ta ta, uh
straight headshot — no cap, let’s go
[chorus]
the bullets going ra ta ta ta
the shots going straight — headshot, bruh
no warning, just cl!ck-clack-blah
one move wrong, and you’re laid out flat
the bullets going ra ta ta ta
red dot sight, never miss — nah
whole block shaking when i pull that strap
this ain’t no game — you don’t get no “tap”
[verse 1]
i was raised in the jungle where the rules don’t bend
keep a tight circle, i don’t fake no friend
got a mask on, gloves on, ghost in the wind
when the night fall, i’m a nightmare blend
infrared beam, got your soul in sight
heart so cold, i don’t flinch in fight
ops talk tough till they lose their light
i aim for thе dome, not the chest — that’s right
you movе like a glitch, i move like a god
one shot, make ’em sleep — no need for a squad
whole team ghostin’ like i hacked the mod
body drop silent, not a single applaud
[chorus]
the bullets going ra ta ta ta
the shots going straight — headshot, bruh
no warning, just cl!ck-clack-blah
one move wrong, and you’re laid out flat
the bullets going ra ta ta ta
red dot sight, never miss — nah
whole block shaking when i pull that strap
this ain’t no game — you don’t get no “tap”
[verse 2]
i don’t do warnings, i do war
leave ’em leaking on the floor
put your ego in a box
send it home like a decor
no love when i roam these streets
just steel in my hand, and blood in the beats
ops wanna creep? i got eyes where i sleep
one fl!ck of the wrist, and they six feet deep
city too cold, so i move like ice
calculated steps — no rollin’ dice
i don’t flex on the ‘gram, i flex in real life
you flex with a post, i flex with your life
[bridge]
i hear the whispers, i see the fakes
snakes in the grass, so i mow with stakes
keep my aim tight, never trust no breaks
you breathe too loud, you might raise the stakes
[final chorus – switch-up flow]
the bullets going ra ta ta ta
silencer on, now it’s whisper fast
the shots still hit — headshot, bruh
i’m death in the dark — you don’t hear no blast
the bullets going ra ta ta ta
every op laid down like a yoga mat
when i ride, i don’t play no track
just the sound of vengeance — ra ta ta ta
[outro]
bang
headshot
that’s all
fade to black
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