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letra de warning shots - kd capone

you ain’t really with the sh-ts
put those gloc’ s up
pull up with a couple clips
light your block up (grahh)
n-gga you’s a broke boy
get your guap up
you don’t know when we coming
we do pop ups (haha)
i ain’t gone keyboard k!ll
i ain’t gone diss you (nope!)
i put tk on your -ss
he gone get you (that’s my brother)
red dot night time, i can’t miss you
b-tch it’s a 100 rounds in this bl!cker (boom boom!)
stepping out with these gloc’s
yeah we pop out
we gone ride through cl
with these gloc’s out
if i ain’t got the deuce with me
you get knocked out
stand over a dread head
and knock his locs out
send that fund for your verse
to my paypal
gloc got a n-gga running
for the safe house
free that boy armani
out the statehouse
ima eat that lil b-tch
like some takeout
you know how we coming
we keep gloc’s on us
do the dash in a rari
when the cops on us
catch us lackin’ never see it
we keep knots on us
ima let off this bl!cker
if the opps on us
f-ck that b-tch
then i f-ck on her cousin (ughh)
balling like demarcus cousins
your girl like the way
i be thumbing
put that metal to your head
i’ll call it concussion
we pull on your block
get to bussin’
40 like a toaster
trying to bake sum
stop all of that tweaking
you frontin’
lil tk
will k!ll you for nothing (b-tch!)
you know i’m posted on the 3 (that’s the block)
you ain’t smoking on loud
that sh-t weak
(haha)
you know that i got that
bleu cheese
you know that i’m counting
this green
they run
when we hit the scene
lil goofy
you can’t duck this beam
spent 1500
on my feet
y all n-ggas sneak dissing
just to get some clout
corey lost his life
trying to run his mouth (haha)
yeah b-tch we tote them hammers
we gone bring em’ out
clip like blocboy
don’t make a sound (shhh)
remember looking for change
up in the couch
now it’s commas and zeros
in my bank account
i be laying low when the cops out
me and spazz in a foreign
with the top down
i be dripping all designer
from my head to toe
got a choker round my neck
it’s colder than some snow
man capone ain’t going
somebody let him know
if that n-gga run up wrong
ima let it blow (grahhh)
gang gang gang gang
( man i swear free all our guys 6300 b-tch! haha! you ain’t really with the sh-ts put those gloc’s up haha shout out my boy lil spazz man you know how we coming man, spazz gang or don’t bang!)

- kd capone

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