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letra de shoot 2 kill - li rye

[chorus]
when i up, i shoot to k!ll, i’ma drill whenever it’s necessary
don’t coordinate in no bond, twenty-three and one, that sh-t get very scary
my young n-ggas spin for fun, leave your body colder than february (call that boy duhvinci how he up it and just paint sh-t)
can’t trust no b-tch, so i know i probably never get married
no matter what, they know i always keep it real
i know i’ll never kick the cup, withdrawals won’t let me quit the pills
hard to show how i feel for her ’cause my love scarred still ain’t been healed
and she know that i k!ll for her, i got brothers still in the field

[verse]
never nervous going on no drills
popping perkies, cracking these seals
hide my pain, i’m holding back tears
it’s so hard to express how i feel
i don’t wanna talk sh-t i live for, get mad, wanna pull a murder
i be moving slow like a turtle
i’m fertile, bae, i can’t leave it in
so real, i won’t even f-ck your friend
how the f-ck you claimin’ you a k!ller and you ain’t never spin?
n-ggas always flexing money on triller, that they never spend
tender d-ck, your b-tch cheat, you gon’ k!ll her, knowing that ho ain’t good for sh-t but eating that d-ck up
she swallow nut, i never kiss her
if she ain’t dead, then i don’t miss her
i’m on percs and bars, i mixed up
shoot, don’t miss nothin’, f-ck that liquor
uh, can’t sit on my face, won’t l!ck her
it’s narcotics in my system
i show love, they never showed it back, lil’ sh-t i won’t trip on
and you know i always had your back, that lil’ sh-t i won’t trip on
you cross me, i play dumb and i crack your sh-t like a wishbone
my n-ggas turned up in the slums, clutching drums, better have your bl!ck, homie
i up this b-tch and go dumb, never needed no n-gga i shoot sh-t on my own
i always kept it real, you know you dead wrong
all that dissing, he got found with his head gone
n-ggas capping, doing all that lying in your headphones
claim he stepping, only time he shot sh-t on a f-ckin’ song
[chorus]
when i up, i shoot to k!ll, i’ma drill whenever it’s necessary
don’t coordinate in no bond, twenty-three and one, that sh-t get very scary
my young n-ggas spin for fun, leave your body colder than february
can’t trust no b-tch, so i know i probably never get married
no matter what, they know i always keep it real
i know i’ll never kick the cup, withdrawals won’t let me quit the pills
hard to show how i feel for her ’cause my love scarred still ain’t been healed
and she know that i k!ll for her, i got brothers still in the field

- li rye

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