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letra de where they do that - blac youngsta

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[intro]
(tahj money)
[?] when you p-ssy-ass n-ggas up, n-gga
p-ssy-ass n-gga
i’m on that murder sh-t, p-ssy
f-ck up, n-gga
b-tch, i’m still thuggin’
(i got hitman on the beat)
uh, uh

[chorus]
what they shoot at? who they shoot at? where they do that? (uh, uh)
[?], they f-ck with me, get shot like “who that?” (uh, uh)
body for a body, where i’m from, young n-ggas, they do that (uh, uh)
they didn’t shoot at me, so who the f-ck they shoot at? (uh, uh)
i’m in competition with the opposition ’til they dead
i don’t fall asleep on p-ssy n-ggas, pistol by the bed
my lil’ n-gga r-t-rded, he get no f-cks, he shoot you in the head
my lil’ b-tch so tough, she hold her tears in, but for me she shed
f-ck twelve, i ain’t been thе same since the crackеrs beat me in my head
free [?], free blood gang, free my cousin, he [?] in the feds
p-ssy shot me in my leg, shoulda shot me in my head
he ain’t gon’ make it on rush hour three, i ain’t stoppin’ ’til that n-gga dead

[verse 1]
yeah
i know where my opps stay
i’m gon’ pull down, shoot them n-ggas [?], they on [?]
s-o-u-t-h, yeah, [?]
don’t play, [?], get your sh-t straight (rrr, gang gang)
you not catch my opposition lackin’, you know he gon’ die
i can’t lace no drugs, take me out, i can’t go out like fly
multi-million dollar n-gga, aim my pistol to the sky
i put hunnid g’s on yo’ head, young n-gga, he gon’ fight
fwah, fwah, headshot
when that money on yo’ head, young n-gga hit you with that red dot (b-tch)
when you runnin’ from the feds, they gon’ look for you on every block (gang gang)
million dollars on yo’ top, that’s a dead block (uh, uh)
[chorus]
what they shoot at? who they shoot at? where they do that? (uh, uh)
[?], they f-ck with me, get shot like “who that?” (uh, uh)
body for a body, where i’m from, young n-ggas, they do that (uh, uh)
they didn’t shoot at me, so who the f-ck they shoot at? (uh, uh)
i’m in competition with the opposition ’til they dead
i don’t fall asleep on p-ssy n-ggas, pistol by the bed
my lil’ n-gga r-t-rded, he get no f-cks, he shoot you in the head
my lil’ b-tch so tough, she hold her tears in, but for me she shed
f-ck twelve, i ain’t been the same since the crackers beat me in my head
free [?], free blood gang, free my cousin, he [?] in the feds
p-ssy shot me in my leg, shoulda shot me in my head
he ain’t gon’ make it on rush hour three, i ain’t stoppin’ ’til that n-gga dead

[verse 2]
i’m on that devil sh-t, yeah
i’m on that steppa sh-t, yeah
big steppa, i pull it down, shoot you and yo’ sh-t while you tryna [?]
code red, code red, so bl–dy my [?] red
code red, code red, and my glock stay loaded (uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh)
i’m not from yo’ city, but i pulled up like i run yo’ lane
memphis, we shoot sh-t up, we don’t give up ’til we gun that man (uh, uh, uh, uh)
i don’t think they understand
i can’t do the show if i can’t bring my draco in that b-tch
i don’t do security, take them shooters every show i hit (uh, uh, uh, uh)
f-ck with me, i get you hit (uh, uh, uh, uh)
put money in yo’ sh-t (uh)
[chorus]
what they shoot at? who they shoot at? where they do that? (uh, uh)
[?], they f-ck with me, get shot like “who that?” (uh, uh)
body for a body, where i’m from, young n-ggas, they do that (uh, uh)
they didn’t shoot at me, so who the f-ck they shoot at? (uh, uh)
i’m in competition with the opposition ’til they dead
i don’t fall asleep on p-ssy n-ggas, pistol by the bed
my lil’ n-gga r-t-rded, he get no f-cks, he shoot you in the head
my lil’ b-tch so tough, she hold her tears in, but for me she shed
f-ck twelve, i ain’t been the same since the crackers beat me in my head
free [?], free blood gang, free my cousin, he [?] in the feds
p-ssy shot me in my leg, shoulda shot me in my head
he ain’t gon’ make it on rush hour three, i ain’t stoppin’ ’til that n-gga dead

[outro]
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uh, uh
uh, uh

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