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letra de oh sh*t - jayy grams

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(hook)
oh sh-t dummy (gunshot ) somebody got shot
don’t n-body f-cking tell don’t n-body call the cops
oh sh-t dummy (gunshot ) somebody got shot
don’t n-body f-cking tell don’t n-body call the cops
oh sh-t dummy (gunshot ) somebody got shot
don’t n-body f-cking tell don’t n-body call the cops
oh sh-t dummy (gunshot ) somebody got shot
don’t n-body f-cking tell don’t n-body call the cops

(verse 1)
i swear the forces of the law doing no work
claim they investigating but streets always know first
a mother out here stressing and even though that she so hurt
people remain silent, they can’t muster out no words
they know a little something feeling guilty and they cracked
wjz report him getting clapped
the loft of bodies stack seems like weekly people go to wakes
no trace of evidence eventually they close the case
they soul disgraced, a lost soul with no justice
they gave 4 buckets like curry with no ruckus
in the crowd you deny facts then you in the denial
i’m -ssertive smoking loud, not finna be taken down n-gg-

(hook)
oh sh-t dummy (gunshot ) somebody got shot
don’t n-body f-cking tell don’t n-body call the cops
oh sh-t dummy (gunshot ) somebody got shot
don’t n-body f-cking tell don’t n-body call the cops
oh sh-t dummy (gunshot ) somebody got shot
don’t n-body f-cking tell don’t n-body call the cops
oh sh-t dummy (gunshot ) somebody got shot
don’t n-body f-cking tell don’t n-body call the cops

(verse 2)
i often wonder how we look upon a birds view
prolly a constant cycle living in this world dude
mad wars mad greed and mad evil
so the good die young ? what happens to bad people ?
they hustling in the street even though that the crack lethal
im sticking to my rapping not living my dads sequel
and though i’m mad peaceful these streets is h-lla tricky
don’t need a firearm a n-gg- always got the blicky
cause n-gg-s tryna stick me wishing that i’m slipping
gripping on a pistol quick hitchu if you with me
this b baltimore yea we cookin up the rhymes
wtf who that n-gg- that be lookin through my blinds

(hook)
oh sh-t dummy (gunshot ) somebody got shot
don’t n-body f-cking tell don’t n-body call the cops
oh sh-t dummy (gunshot ) somebody got shot
don’t n-body f-cking tell don’t n-body call the cops
oh sh-t dummy (gunshot ) somebody got shot
don’t n-body f-cking tell don’t n-body call the cops
oh sh-t dummy (gunshot ) somebody got shot
don’t n-body f-cking tell don’t n-body call the cops

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