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letra de single shot - lil jack

[intro]
man, here we go again
hey! p-ss me that sawed-off

[hook: the showboys samples, repeating]
yeah that should be fun
my sawed-off shotgun’ll blow out yo chest

[verse 1]
i lost so many homies since my last song
i’m goin’ through some sh-t that i can’t mention
rappers they threatin’ my life on the mic
f-ck yo opinions, get outta yo feelings
i’m from where they put a bullet hole behind yo ear
listen hear that sh-t that we ain’t tryin’ to hear
around here it ain’t safe ’round this time of year
boy you ain’t gon’ shake sh-t but yo hair
manson n-gg-, i’m obsessed with the violence
equipped with the makeshift potato for silence
shots fired, i man-up to the challenge
pull up, make ’em do the mannequin challenge
f-ck what you heard, you a sucker for l-st
show a sucker no love, end up covered in blood
turn the club to the morgue for the money and drugs
the nerve of this nerd, i’ll make you eat yo words
snack bars, cadaver dogs in yo backyard
last rap n-gg- got robbed tryin’ to act hard
all my raps dark, i’m a rap god, this that devil shyt
got n-gg-s hatin’ on me that i never met
where yo -ss was at when we was broke
smokin’ loose cigarettes?
so when i reminisce, i gotta represent
if i don’t f-ck with you, no disrespect
if you a f-ck n-gg-, this ain’t that
i got a tommy drum for a uncle tom
f-ck the police and the president
diss lil jack, you get hauled off
talk that sh-t to my sawed-off
you ain’t no k!lla n-gg- balled off
(yeah that should be fun)
half of my n-gg-s tellin’ me to chill
other half tellin’ me k!ll or be k!lled
i went through war with some k!llas for real
won’t say who they is, let’s just say that i lived
robbed a whole lot of these n-gg-s for real
shot at some n-gg-s, you know who you is
i really hear them voices in my head
tellin’ me i’m the greatest that there is
you ride around with that fake hoe
she set you up if i say so
my hoe she ride with that draco
she think she griselda blanco
you are not drake hoe
you go to jail and get raped hoe
now they callin’ you beyonce
gorilla my n-gg- – harambe
i’m goin’ crazy – kanye

[hook: the showboys samples, repeating]
yeah that should be fun
my sawed-off shotgun’ll blow out yo chest

[verse 2]
i keep hearin’ lucifer talkin’ to me
tellin’ me “put his corpse in a closed casket”
road warrior shoulder pads with the louisville slugger
– bo jackson
rappers think this for wrestling
well i’m king jerry lawler, i pull down the strap
f-ck a punchline, you’ll get flatlined
don’t never write a rap about jack
blow a n-gg- head off, drop it out on the freeway
then sell the murder weapon on ebay
used to rap on the yard with the inmates
you’re not a real n-gg- young ma
n-gg-s brainwashed, get ya game up
before i change up, i get a game up
f-ck a rap deal, b-tch i’m underground
i’ll blow yo brains out on my crown
(yeah that should be fun)
i still got old money, got n-gg-s who stole from me
act like i owe ’em something
keep it 100 down, i throw you somethin’
n-gg- must think i’m a hoe or somethin’
i got hoe money, know n-gg-s who told on me
these rap n-gg-s know i’m b-mpin’
sh-t on these n-gg-s at 40 somethin’
keep that 40 dumpin’ body bags
flaugin’ -ss n-gg-s need polygraphs
i can get you stabbed for my autograph
i heard that sh-t you recorded
i think this n-gg- r-t-rded
i blame the sh-t that he snortin’
candle lit pentagrams
satan sold me his soul, i’m a business man
mind yo business, man
stick a straw in the whole quarter kilogram
west memphis boogeyman
f-ck a rap, b-tch i fall off in yo crib
single shot b-tch, i will put one in yo head
you can drop a mixtape every week
but if it ain’t no hits on yo sh-t then yo sh-t weak
you ain’t gone bust sh-t but a nut
choppers sound like desiigner (brrrraaaah!)
this is a friendly reminder: i k!ll you

- lil jack

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