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letra de shoot shit - moneymarr

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b-tch im with q bout da f-ck it up, 50 round drum in da glock can’t f-ck with us , [q da fool ]
these n-ggas broke trynna run it up, shoot off your face beat the k cause im thugging up
walk down effen hit with the blue fits, slid on da opp block n-ggas ain’t do sh-t, we really shoot sh-t my n-ggas ruthless, bring out the big body we bout to move sh-t
[moneymarr]
smack the boy out with the iron left him toothless, we got them bricks and da pounds bout to move sh-tt, f-ck with this steak when im f-cking with rufess, we got the beams we bout to shoot sh-t
(we bout to shoot sh-t,we bout to shoot sh-t)
we got the bricks in the pound bout to move sh-t, im with rich shooters b-tch get with the moves
[q da fool]
i dont be buying that malley u boofing, i hit the block with tha packet and move it,semmi driveing that porch yeah thats when they start choosing, b-tch i been hooped out dat porche b-tch u 2 late u a loser
been with the glocks we got the rules, we got them drakes we starting confusion, off white v-longs these ain’t no vusions , hunnid bands ain’t nun if the bently behind me u kno imma duck it (skrtt skrrtt) plug only speak spanish u know ion trust em, in the hood with them bandles all we know is hussell(hussell)
try reach for my chain u gone get stepped on, lul hunneds they hang make sure ur vest strong, we got that gas like the shatron, we got the smoke make u choke like pit bomb
[moneymarr]
if i see a opp on sight imma crush em, he say he the plug got them pounds imma rush him, we got them dracos they copt them from russia , micro 6 shot put his -ss under, both with on his block n-gga i wanth dem . gun squad go put the sticks in the tunnel, hit with the 5 flow b-tch no rumble, robb with the packages it come in a umble, i got the drip lul b-tch say ouu, fendy my shirt & balenci my shoes, if i call a movie u know he gone shoot, u say u buss down but i kno that sh-t flute, tryn hop out the whip tryn hop out the coop, thought i gave em that syrup but i gave em dat juice, if u look sweet we gon make em da move, b-tch i get to the money im never gonna snooze
[chorus repeat]

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