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letra de who shot me - calvary kylan

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[intro]
yeah, uh-huh
n-gga, i had to give into it, i kicked out the car
them n-ggas kicked me out and sh-t, like, real, like drug me out his car
ha, ayy
yeah (say, brando, what it hittin’ for?)
woo, haha-haha (n-gga, i know what it is)
and it does
woah, ha, there go kylan

[chorus]
he repping off a leg shot, do better
we pull up, it’s a head shot with this metal (oh, yeah)
it’s smoke in the city, it’s war with the devil
i stay with my brothers, we flocking together (yeah)
p-ssy hit from the road, i’m smashing the petal
i focus on m’s, don’t wanna talk if it’s lesser (no)
my mama keep stressing, i gotta do better
they talking that sh-t, i can’t wait ’til i catch ‘еm (i can’t)
they shot me in my leg (woah), four days, i’m back up on my feet (oh, yеah)
they want for me for the change, but i’m still stuck up in the streets
ain’t no way that i can hide (yeah, yeah) ’cause i’m still posted on op (yeah, op)
can’t still believe this sh-t, know i keep cutters in my reach, yeah
[verse]
drop her p-ssy back in, i might switch my b-tch ’cause this ain’t want to f-ck me back then
back then when i first rapping (yeah), they was laughing, now what happened?
ayy, she say she want to f-ck with gang, these other n-ggas cappin’ (oh-yeah, yeah)
this sh-t will never be the same, you will never catch me lackin’, on god
who shot me?
b-tch-ass n-ggas better be worried ’bout who shot you (who?)
we spin they block, got ’em runnin’ from the green dots, ooh (no cap)
n-gga, we know y’all repping off a leg shot, you gon’ get blues (phew)
two to the leg, every time i sh-t i see my wounds
i ain’t drop no tears, nothin’ that i fear, that stick go boom (ka-boom)
but they know i’m him, creep inside his crib, leave him in his room (room)
told the nurse i’m shot, acting like she shocked, she ain’t even move (ain’t move)
i don’t trust sh-t, now i’m watching time, calculating moves

[chorus]
he repping off a leg shot, do better
we pull up, it’s a head shot with this metal (oh, yeah)
it’s smoke in the city, it’s war with the devil
i stay with my brothers, we flocking together (yeah)
p-ssy hit from the road, i’m smashing the petal
i focus on m’s, don’t wanna talk if it’s lesser (no, uh, uh)
my mama keep stressing, i gotta do better (uh, uh)
they talking that sh-t, i can’t wait ’til i catch ’em (there go kylan)
they shot me in my leg (woah), four days, i’m back up on my feet (oh, yeah)
they want for me for the change, but i’m still stuck up in the streets (no cap)
ain’t no way that i can hide ’cause i’m still posted on op
can’t still believe this sh-t, know i keep cutters in my reach, yeah (godd-mn)
[outro]
uh-uh, don’t push it, godd-mn
uh, ayy, don’t push it, godd-mn
oh-oh, yeah, don’t push it, godd-mn
oh, gang-gang
b-tch, know kylan goin’ wild-wild
ha-ha, gang (gang, gang)

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