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letra de 10 shots - rm (uk)

[chorus]
ten shots in my wap, i got a upgrade
j fizz in the kitch tryna cook flake
if a n-gga violates on a sunday
i’m due to let my gun spray on the same day

[verse]
i trust god but i still got my vest on
cross me, that’s the reason you’ll get kweffed on
no leg shots, i want head shots
i’m rolling with a burner boy like stefflon
you ain’t never been shanked in the rib cage
bulldog small but it’s got a big flame
my akh phoned me, said he’s getting married off
so i rolled with my gun to his big day
my school teachers called me a b-st-rd
cause i left my classmate’s eye fracturеd
y.g.’s running round like they’re gangstеrs
i just wait till they grow then i clap them
it was rm that locked off the club
cause i had to show the bouncer my snub
badders said she wan’ dance with a thug
i just had a quick wine then i cut
n-ggas talk waps, they ain’t did no shooting
gave my y.g. the spins, tell him “don’t lose it”
everyone’s strapped up but they don’t use it
have you ever done a slide to your own music?
i took two head shots like a g
three man have been shot cause of me
two attempt m charges i beat
man know that i slide for my team
most of my close dargies are gang members
get caught with this heat, that’s a mad sentence
and i got my own mash, f-ck strap lending
i seen the yay get whipped like my ancestors
real rap when i chat, no fake music
dotty in the ride, i ain’t going clay shooting
you got your rolex sucked cah you stay loosing
when my dargs touch road, it’s a grey goose ting
rap hard but it’s bogus, man are jokers
pump ting bruised up my shoulder
n-ggas know i’m a holder
rappers shook to get robbed, that’s why they wear chokers
man are soft but they act mean, i got a black heat
tan crop yards, i don’t trap g
2020’s been mad peak
f-ck covid, they’re tryna k!ll us off with a vaccine
i just cranked three waps in a nice banger
new wap that i got is a eye catcher
tryna leave his clothes red, suttin like santa
if you run when you’re shot, you can die faster
i don’t care if the wap’s got bodies on
when i slide, i’m tryna add another one
i ain’t never took a chick out to novikov
head so good, after i’m nodding off
won’t be a wise move tryna f-ck with the gang
cause my akh got the ak like taliban
last opp that i seen fam, wallahi he ran
if i had a wap, he woulda held more than a whack
bad b’s wanna f-ck cah i’m known for my tracks
i ain’t even gotta ask and they’re sending me snaps
yeah i like big br–sts but i love a big back
two beats, next thing she be holding my strap
real talk, she be holding my gun
strap so powerful, i put a hole in the sun
n-ggas keep thinking that this road ting is fun
till your darg gets shot and you’re all tryna run
it’s rm, put respect on my name
back roads or i do it on the main
get shot tryna go for my chain
i’m strapped up when i go for a frame
right now i ain’t giving man no chances
when i’m cleaning my gun it feels romantic
got my heat in the club when i’m slow dancing
got the drop on my opp, tryna go clamp him
talk tough till i slide in the beema
i bring smoke when i go for a shisha
i’m with shamz and ruze in the nina
and i roll with the maggie like lisa
[chorus]
ten shots in my wap, i got a upgrade
j fizz in the kitch tryna cook flake
if a n-gga violates on a sunday
i’m due to let my gun spray on the same day

- rm uk

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