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letra de gun flu - doroad

[intro]
germz made this
shoot that, shoot
man like runtz you know
shoot
i shot too many
shoot that, shoot
i shot too many
shoot that, shoot
shoot that bow
[chorus]
i shot too many guns in my life better talk to me loud i can’t hear no more (i can’t hear no more)
i shot my man and it f-cked up his nerves, in a certain spot he can’t feel no more (boy, boy, boy)
heard the real n-ggas ain’t being real no more top striker ain’t on the field no more (huh)
you think i ain’t on the field no more are you f-cking dumb (oi cuz your madders)

[verse 1]
who the f-ck put crown on drill i heard a few names they ain’t done no drills (they ain’t done no drills)
if they have, they ain’t done more than me [?] kings on denmark hill (bang)
i patterned with the [?] the original [?] the sh-t there root for gipsy hill
i won’t mention uptop in this beef, they never touched the scoreboard them man there stayed on nil’ (stayed on nil’)
what you telling me
them man there more worried about a girl coming around going la-de-a limbo (ha-ha)
not like me i’m on the block with a g’s and 2 17’s [?] (2 g17’s)
2 g17’s i don’t want them akimbo, switches al-le-le-ler like (grrrrrr)
what was his name who f-cked with the opps , he [?] for the dots (ha-ha-ha)
f-cking with them man you know how the ting go
see me with the spinner like yardman ringo
catch us an opp he ain’t worth getting blamed (huh)
chuck him in the back of the van (get in)
got half of the block weren’t part of the plan
i had my machine of course he got tanned (bang)
i’m highly know strictly ’cause i bang (straight leak)
think twice before f-cking with gang

[chorus]
i shot too many guns in my life better talk to me loud i can’t hear no more (i can’t hear no more)
i shot my man and it f-cked up his nerves, in a certain spot he can’t feel no more (boy, boy, boy)
heard the real n-ggas ain’t being real no more top striker ain’t on the field no more (huh)
you think i ain’t on the field no more are you f-cking dumb (oi cuz your madders)
i shot too many guns in my life better talk to me loud i can’t hear no more (i can’t hear no more)
i shot my man and it f-cked up his nerves, in a certain spot he can’t feel no more (boy, boy, boy)
heard the real n-ggas ain’t being real no more top striker ain’t on the field no more (huh)
you think i ain’t on the field no more are you f-cking dumb (oi cuz your madders)
[verse 2]
when it comes to the drills my intent is k!lling em’
from the dirty south, where you f-ck with the drilliest (grrr)
no one ain’t shooting more guns than the hilly ends
i’m talking about all of the hills (the hill)
i hearing rumours i just sorted a deal
i know they think doroad is just ordering drills (ha-ha-ha)
i’m independent i ain’t sorted the deal, but of course i’m still out just looking for hammers (hammers)
long time that i can’t see sloopy
ain’t no goofy town park bookie (town park)
long time that i can’t see scrilly way too drilly, he get busy (ha-ha)
last time i seen broski we was in the ride dropped him off with the 40, free up sizzle (free him)
my ting banged but itch’s ting didn’t, if did i swear we would be smoking on pickle ([?])
2 of my main opps turned to packs and i’m rolling with 2 on me like i’m blackz (like blackz)
no where on earth is safe in these flats, man thought he come to hitters cell, he got whacked (bow)
used to be my bredrin but forget about that
he watched from the windows when his friend got stabbed (ha-ha-ha)
how can he be my bredrin, he done that (huh) you must be mad ([?])

[bridge]
shot too many guns in my life better talk to me nice i might bun you (i might bun you)
i developed a cough from all of this gun smoke i think i got gun flu (-cough cough-)
lugar 9 went straight for his shoulder, bro showed me exactly what his gun do (-cough, cough, cough-)
this gun flu is real man (boy)

- doroad

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