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letra de shoot or get shot (part 2) - sha ek

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[intro: pj glizzy & pop smoke]
shout out yamaica
grrah
gang-gang-gang
ogz the f-ck up
grrah-grrah
boom, boom
gang-gang-gang (boom-boom)
grrah, grrah
ogz the f-ck up
yeah
gang-gang-gang
gang-gang-gang
boom-boom-boom

[chorus: pj glizzy]
if we spin through that block tryna make a new pack, like
yeah, that choppa go, “grrah-grrah”
sha gz rappin’, that boy is a actor, like
when we catch him, go bye-bye
most of my goons, they shootin’ on camera, like
check the citizen, shots fired
boy laid dead on fox 5
we yellin’, screamin’, “die y” (gang-gang-gang)

[verse 1: sha ek]
uh-huh
she gon’ throw up the o when we f-ckin’
bring my b-tch to hold g when i’m uppin’
oy-og
that’s my brothers, for them, no discussion, b-tch
i could see i’m different from these rappers
he commerical, that n-gga a actor
he not oz, he not even a factor
we not green but we play for the packers
[verse 2: pj glizzy]
how we lackin’ if we totin’ sally, like?
lil’ b-tch wanna f-ck, can’t marry, like
got the .40 on me, so don’t lose it
don’t you run up on me, are you stupid?
and my brothers, i swear that they demons
punt the bl!ck and i swear they gon’ leave ’em

[verse 3: bdot goon]
when we spin through that block it’s for bro
all black so you know i’m on go
i be walkin’ too cold wit’ the pole
y’all know how i rock, i ain’t toss no pole
baba line, she set for the go
caught ’em lackin’, should have saw how he froze
48 him, we thought he was bro (d-ckhead)
hollow split ’em and leave him for show

[chorus: pj glizzy]
if we spin through that block tryna make a new pack, like
yeah, that choppa go, “grrah-grrah”
sha gz rappin’, that boy is a actor, like
when we catch him, go bye-bye
most of my goons, they shootin’ on camera, like
check the citizen, shots fired
boy laid dead on fox 5
we yellin’, screamin’, “die y” (gang-gang-gang)
[outro: sha ek & pj glizzy]
she gon’ throw up the o when we f-ckin’
bring my b-tch to hold g when i’m uppin’
oy-og
that’s my brothers, for them, no discussion, b-tch
i could see i’m different from these rappers
he commerical, that n-gga a actor
he not oz, he not even a factor
we not green but we play for the packers
how we lackin’ if we totin’ sally?
can’t marry
so don’t lose it
don’t you run up on me, are you stupid? (gang-gang)
gang
gang
skrrt-skrrt

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