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letra de losses - kiing shooter & uncle murda

[intro: kiing shooter]
uh-huh
let’s get it
this the type of sh-t y’all want from me, right?
so f-ck it, we on bullsh-t time from here on out
(naz, this is you?)

[chorus: kiing shooter]
i done took a couple losses, had to focus up (word)
couldn’t sit and cry about it, i kept rollin’ up (let’s get it)
don’t even ask me how i feel, you should know what’s up (facts)
i got my gun, just get the drop, it ain’t no holdin’ up, word
a couple bodies dropped before the summer hit (we out)
i don’t care if we was cool, you can suck a d-ck (get the b-lls too)
ain’t no middlemen, i’m not with all the funny sh-t (at all)
so pick a side or you’ll get shot, that’s how i’m feelin’, b-tch (word)
i’m tired of n-ggas talkin’ like they doin’ sh-t (you p-ssy)
knowin’ d-mn well i’m the one influenced it (facts)
when i catch him, i’ma k!ll him, i don’t care who he with (please)
i’ma make these lil’ p-ssy n-ggas move again (hah)

[verse 1: kiing shooter]
they tell me i should chill ’cause i signed my deal (f-ck you)
but i don’t give a f-ck about that, b-tch, i’m in the field (we out here)
and these n-ggas never out, let’s just keep it real (they scared)
they just tryna chase some clout, and that’s gon’ get ’em k!lled
i put in pain for my set, b-tch, this hammer work (what’s crackin’?)
the only reason you ain’t dead is ’cause that camera work (i promise)
we caught him comin’ out the building, but he jammed it first (d-mn)
had to pistol-whip this n-gga ’til my hands hurt
police be on my body, got me movin’ different (f-ck ’em)
they say i ain’t just a rapper, i be shootin’ n-ggas (word)
they like to search when i’m in cars, so i uber with it (stupid)
just think i’m lackin’ if you want, you gon’ look stupid, n-gga

[chorus: kiing shooter]
i done took a couple losses, had to focus up (word)
couldn’t sit and cry about it, i kept rollin’ up (let’s get it)
don’t even ask me how i feel, you should know what’s up (facts)
i got my gun, just get the drop, it ain’t no holdin’ up, word
a couple bodies dropped before the summer hit (we out)
i don’t care if we was cool, you can suck a d-ck (get the b-lls too)
ain’t no middlemen, i’m not with all the funny sh-t (at all)
so pick a side or you’ll get shot, that’s how i’m feelin’, b-tch (word)
i’m tired of n-ggas talkin’ like they doin’ sh-t (you p-ssy)
knowin’ d-mn well i’m the one influenced it (facts)
when i catch him, i’ma k!ll him, i don’t care who he with (please)
i’ma make these lil’ p-ssy n-ggas move again (woo)

[verse 2: uncle murda]
couple n-ggas came home that i got problems with (who home?)
got automatics and revolvers to resolve the sh-t (yeah)
when they was home, i wasn’t rappin’, i was robbin’ sh-t
i was young, that gun made me feel hard as sh-t (woo)
i wanted to shoot a n-gga just to shoot a n-gga (fact)
just to say i shot somebody, i was stupid, n-gga (hahaha)
then i finally shot somebody, couldn’t tell me nothin’
robbed so many people, n-ggas wouldn’t sell me nothin’ (ooh-woo)
first body i caught, i was excited about it (i was)
i put an instrumental on and start writin’ about it (one-two, one-two)
no dancin’, just head bop to this
told shooter somebody gon’ catch a headshot to this

[chorus: kiing shooter]
i done took a couple losses, had to focus up (word)
couldn’t sit and cry about it, i kept rollin’ up (let’s get it)
don’t even ask me how i feel, you should know what’s up (facts)
i got my gun, just get the drop, it ain’t no holdin’ up, word
a couple bodies dropped before the summer hit (we out)
i don’t care if we was cool, you can suck a d-ck (get the b-lls too)
ain’t no middlemen, i’m not with all the funny sh-t (at all)
so pick a side or you’ll get shot, that’s how i’m feelin’, b-tch (word)
i’m tired of n-ggas talkin’ like they doin’ sh-t (you p-ssy)
knowin’ d-mn well i’m the one influenced it (facts)
when i catch him, i’ma k!ll him, i don’t care who he with (please)
i’ma make these lil’ p-ssy n-ggas move again

- kiing shooter uncle murda

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