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letra de who shot ya - jon connor

[verse 1]
just give me two minutes of lyrics and you’ll feel it
headstrong it’s like hearing me chew spinach
the number one spot say hi to the new tenant
if you sick my n-gga this is the flu clinic
ready for war move or we shooting the lieutenant
been paying dues long overdue so let’s do business
about to capitalize like i’m starting a new sentence
n-ggas ain’t good, not until we say good riddance
up against me you’re sacrificing your rapper life
k!ll you n-ggas see you in h-ll then take your afterlife then bring you back to life
that was just a warning for you dudes
that i got more control over your f-cking life than you do
who got the juice feeling like pac running from [?] until he popped his -ss the whole industry left in body bags
i body trash n-ggas because [?] when i’m at the podium this ain’t fair that’s like nick fury verse nickelodeon
getting money then show me then pac is on ethiopian, n-ggas ain’t really winning i’m finna to show you the trophy then
first place i’ll beat y’all running my worst race
worst case i’ll sh-t on you n-ggas p-ss on your birthplace
run, hide n-gga because i’ll never get tongue-tied
you crab -ss n-ggas like you was fresh on the drum line
you want bars well you got sn-tched up by one time it’s like gun fine at your front line
until you done trying, f-ck i hate that pun die
dead in the middle, of little italy, little did we know that we riddle
to middle me, who did diddly this is the epitome literally the remedy of n-ggas who say they sick of me
industry, enemy [?] we be picking your gravesite
rapping in front of k!llers and sinners will k!ll my stage fright
n-ggas playing with me y’all know i’m not with the games right
dude your losing your hair like the end of a johnny [?] fight
play nice or i take lives and exit stage right
vampire n-gga, i’ll never see daylight
watching the the game suffer like django watching the slaves fight
n-ggas thinking they winning well we ain’t watching the same fight
you about to learn a lesson, you about to catch it for black depression, the great depression
my depression the fact my pops left me
f-ck n-ggas i went to school with, you about to get bruises for sh-t you had nothing to do with
i’ll showoff so don’t confuse it i won’t shoot it i alley-oop it
to myself, the sh-t that i’m doing is f-cking inhuman
anticpate the n-gga that’s great, give you more lines than a interstate, still an 8
n-ggas scr-pping they dinner plate, in my face you n-ggas egging me on
i’m the best in the world, sh-t tell me i’m wrong
just give me 2 minutes of lyrics then you finished
2 minutes is up i’m finished f-cking with you n-ggas

- jon connor

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