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letra de get shot - j money the menace

[chorus]
you know how i rock, get shot (get shot)
you know how i rock, get shot (boom! boom!)
you know how i rock, get shot (aye, aye)
you know how i rock, get shot (get shot n-gg-)
and i don’t give a f-ck cops
i ain’t even tryna talk, p-ssy n-gg- get popped
you know how i rock, get shot (get shot)
you know how i rock, get shot

[verse 1]
and i’ll pop this n-gg- like a pill
and i’ll pop his b-tch like a wheel
and shorty eat this d-ck like a meal
i be on the block throwing bricks like o’neal
broad day creeping in your hallway
it’s time to ride, put away the balmains
he thought he was cool, look he with them long braids
’till i push his sh-t back like lebron james (aye)
fifteen i got caught with that tecca
fifteen he got shot with that tecca
sixteen on the block with my vest up
i’m seventeen, b-tch i’m hot, b-tch i’m next up
and he ain’t with the sh-ts, he went to mecca
like he just tryna pray he ain’t the next one
i caught a couple but i’m tryna catch a next one
but they don’t be up on their block, it’s hard to catch one

[verse 2]
giving headshots like a p-ssport
‘member i used to put guns in my jansport
‘member i used to have to run from the landlord
‘member i used to have to steal from a d-mn store
i fill an order, got shoot you in that d-mn store
you like ricky have you bleeding on the d-mn floor
she like money, you a motherf-ckin’ mad wh-r-
come here baby, let me f-ck you on this camcord
and i ain’t on the court, i’m too busy scoring
i ain’t go to court, i got a f-ckin’ warrant
i circle ’round his block like a n-gg- touring
then i pull up on a n-gg-, someone should’ve warned him

- j money the menace

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