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letra de 1 on 1 - jerry west

[intro : jerry west]
41, this sh-t come with my heart
i can’t see cause i shoot through the dark
come with a ruger i’m letting it spark
kr my brother he shoot let it bark
dotty a dummy he died in the park
spin through my block you not making it far
move like i’m kyrie i shoot one on one
stay with my gang, we don’t do one on one

[verse 1 : jerry west]
i don’t box i just do gun on gun
talk on my trip, i’m like how did u run
with my b-tch she just shoot you for fun
i’m a demon i shoot like i’m x
i don’t double back i won’t talk to a ex
double back cause i shoot like i’m seth
cdot he keep him a bl!ck in a tech
when i shoot i’m a aim for the neck
can’t f-ck with a b-tch got me [?]
[?] just shoot ‘em my n-gga be bugging
[?] you never did nothing you fronting
now we blowing sh-t up in a dozen
i be bugging i’m letting my chop blow
shoot through your taco, dealing like chapo
when i aim, i don’t care where your top go
give me the [?] sing it like rocco
nine on side, oh that’s a block though
shooting like curry, don’t care where rock go
she a baddie she shake it like megan
spin with a forty it’s kickin like tekken
i gave her the d-ck now she begging
if that b-tch is a leg than she legging
im a beat it up right through her leggings (glahh)
if it’s beef then it’s beef, ain’t no deading
[verse 2 : kyle richh]
spot me a flex and i’m taking that risk
like, f-ck it just empty the clip
what, i go dumb with the gun on my hip
that b-tch a thot got her tongue on my d-ck
she acting up put the gun on her lip
smoking dotty the dummy that boy is a kid
i’m a dump it and up it again
got a knock im a clutch in public again
said they running and ducking again-
he tried to creep but he though i ain’t peep
like, don’t run got the beam on the seat
tdot, and carter, 3 deep in the v
like, i’m really kr da g
too tact, can’t [?]
gotta give her the [?] one i give her the d

[verse 3 : jerry west]
how you spin and get hit off your bike
gbg cause we making it right
something is wrong, cause that boy not alright
with my vision i shoot through my sight
for my shorty i’m making it right
not shooting like carter i go through the right
shooting movies i’m feeling like spike
talk on my b-tch you just wanna fight
to be honest you really was right
holding my gun, while i’m holding you tight
roll a spliff while you watching me write
im a demon i shoot at his [?]
[outro : kyle richh]
if i spot me flex then it’s up
in that f-nny i’m gripping that what
i’m on the block with them drillas and ootas
i love all my n-ggas they [?] a must
for all of my brothers i’m taking that risk, like

- jerry west

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