letra de real shooters - fluhkunxhkos
[intro: fluhkunxhkos]
mob
[verse 1: fluhkunxhkos]
everybody around here got a gun (you know that)
all my youngins shoot for fun (for real)
smack that b-tch like i’m [?] (gang)
make that hoe top me up and then i nut all on her gums (ha)
i’m still posted in the slums (b-tch)
you f-ck n-gg-s still ain’t on nothin’ (for real)
you p-ssy n-gg-s ain’t ready for war (at all)
y’all lil n-gg-s ain’t got enough guns (mob)
[verse 2: beezyb]
broke -ss n-gg-s ain’t got no funds (no funds)
i’m still posted with the [?] (gang)
i’m still posted with the stick (stick)
if you snitch you getting lit
hkunxhkos got a half a brick (hkunxhkos)
all my cars got body kicks (skrrt)
[?] made ’em flip (flip)
in the trap selling [?] ([?])
gas bags they just hit (gang)
all my shooters high risk (risk)
[verse 3: fluhkunxhkos]
all my shooters high risk (for real)
when they shoot they don’t miss (mob)
guarantee that you get hit (b-tch)
bome around here and get [?] (you know it)
everybody got a stick (for real)
n-gg- run off in your sh-t (ayy)
split your motherf-cking wig (gang)
kidnap your f-ckin’ kid (b-tch)
on the same sh-t (ayy)
everyday sh-t (you know it)
front street mob gang sh-t (mob)
[verse 4: beezyb]
50 gang sh-t, yeah, we [?] (50)
all my n-gg-s from the street (gang)
they’ll put you on the news
yeah, the feds won’t have no clue (f-ck ’em)
me and hkunxhkos got a few (ayy)
in the trap breaking rules
take these n-gg-s straight to school (school)
all my n-gg-s they bad news (bad news)
shoot your -ss to make the news
[verse 5: fluhkunxhkos]
hkunxhkos, b-tch, i been bad news (you know it)
can’t post in the trap without a tool (b-tch)
run up on me, n-gg-, you a fool
n-gg-, [?] your mom a fool (for real)
just pulled out with a n-gg- boo (what?)
she f-ck with a n-gg- ’cause a n-gg- fool (ayy)
difference is i drip, they drool (dripping)
diamonds dripping on a n-gg- like a pool
[verse 6: beezyb]
diamonds dancing like it’s f-ckin’ hopscotch (hopscotch)
pull up to your block, get your block chopped
automatic guns, keep that sh-t in stock
made a half a mil off a crock-pot (scrr)
rerock got the whole block lock
reach, get your whole face knocked off (pop, pop)
balling like i’m in the f-ckin’ playoffs
never ever seen a f-ckin’ layup, yeah
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