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letra de name on it - sha mula

[chorus x2: sha mula]
i got a bullet witcha name on it (name on it)
better get that picture, ain’t no frame on it (frame on it)
my hollow tips gon’ have ya brains talkin’ (brains talkin’)
n-gga ain’t no sneak dissin’, say my name, homie (say my name, homie)

[verse 1: sha mula]
get involved with a n-gga like me
got a problem, it get solved with a n-gga like me
gotcha b-tch in my bed, i’ll leave a n-gga dead
leave a n-gga all red in a f-ckin white tee
i got a d-ck and ya b-tch wanna use it
she be ridin’ to the rhythm of the music
n-gga i’ma ball like a b-tch with a new wig
battle of the best i’ma beast in the booth b-tch
beast in the east got the booth on lock
green light for the green n-gga who gon’ stop
i be poppin’ for the team got the ruger and the glock
i got shooters on tour i got shooters in the spot
hope you ready for a n-gga
wen i pull up wit the grippas’
and i’m pullin’ on the triggers
wen i shoot that glock
be ya worst day
even on ya birthday
call that sh-t a earthquake
n-gga how i move that block
got the heater millimeter wen i shoot that nine
bring it for ya people and ya crew gon’ die
we could wet em’ not the water in the pool, no lie
we could smoke a motherf-cker like a 3 point 5
when the heat go bang then the beat go bang
shoot a motherf-cker from a free throw range
all a n-gga know is trap like a migo gang
hit a shot, and one, thats a three point play
no games

[verse 2: chase benji]
name on the bullet with the lock on aim
get shot, get shot, get shot
don’t get hit, just like a dodgeball game
we gon’ make it to the top
we goin’ up, we could never come down
takin’ over, startin’ with one town
sometimes when the sun don’t shine
but when the sun down, i’ma f-ckin’ run down
a wise man once told me
i could be the wise man that could tell him somethin’
with the flow and delivery, feelin’ like a victory
god d-mn, i could tell him somethin’
only chat with people that get cash
tryna’ catch up, pull up with the whip last
acceleration like a n-gga racing
quick, fast, hit em with a whiplash
feeling murderous
drop a bomb one time, yeah i know you never heard of this
we fly, no turbulence
smart n-gga, ’cause i write like a journalist
every time i’m makin’ the cake
it’s feelin’ like i’m savin’ the day
all i need is a name and a face
one time, gun time, i’m aimin’ away
bang bang, with the heat up in the waste
know my name, ’cause it’ll be that n-gga chase
with a flow like this, i’ma roll my spliff
i know i’m the leader in the race
every time i’m makin’ the cake
it’s feelin’ like i’m savin’ the day
all i need is a name and a face
one time, gun time, i’m aimin’ away
man down, man down

- sha mula

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