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letra de no brakes - shootashellz

[intro: shootash-llz & shawtyhitt]
(ayyy, ayyyyyyyyyy) (gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang)
(shootash-llz!)
(shawtyhitt man)

[verse 1: shawtyhitt & shootash-llz]
dirty n-ggas, dirty guns from the east side (from the east side)
rise some guns, burn a n-gga, leave him deep-fried
blackmobb, lakeside, we run the east side
[?]
poppin’ guns, ain’t no k!llers where we bang at (what?)
diss the king, then we shoot up where ya’ hang at (what?)
for the fame, for the fame, give me dolla’ signs (give me dolla’ signs)
catch a body fresh home, on that drama time
it’s a hit that will stick, give him face shots
got the [?] side, now we cool at the same spot (at the same spot)
overk!ll for the king, yeah we on that
[?] on that (what?)
[?] (gang, gang, gang, gang)
[?] (gang)
yeah we trippin’ off this hitta, i’ll be h-ll bound
leave him jail bound, shoot it out, left him cell bound (boom!)
shawtyhitt, he just stylin’, got ’em moving mad (gang, gang, gang, gang)
suck me up, call my name, she gon’ hold the guys
shawtyhitt, with the fire, it be over five (gang, gang, gang, gang)
[?] movin’ blind
shootash-llz, do a hit that’s an opp dying (shootash-llz!)
pistol gang, they ain’t gang, let ’em hold the corn
you the main, shoot at cops, he don’t give a f-ck
if 50’s in the truck, [?]
(ayyyyyy)
[verse 2: shootash-llz & shawtyhitt]
i got walkin’ up, i ain’t tryna do no talkin’, i’m just parkin’ sum’ (boom, boom, boom)
officer, might hop on 78th, i get to hawkin’ ’em (gang, gang)
on his heels, i just want the money, i don’t want the deal
on the real, take this deal, bust a n-gga grill (gang)
still, i’m the same motherf-cker in a black tee (black tee)
it’s been some years, but they still tryna whack me (still tryna whack me)
like in the cut, i feel like twin, tryna akh’ me (gang, gang, gang, gang)
i be in cases ‘fore they get the chance to crack me (they do)
b.m or be dead, like the last n-gga
drop the mobb, and get these sh-lls all up in yo’ ass n-gga (gang, gang, grrah’, grrah’)
ask n-ggas, long as we alive we ain’t letting up (gang, gang)
east side got shooters, and scooby soldiers, the best of ’em (gang, gang)
we catchin’ em, motherf-cker, mu’f-ck the rest of ’em (gang, gang)
you mess with us, get treated like b-tches, we get to stretchin’ ya’ (gang, gang)
we regulars, we catch n-ggas lacking and then we wet ’em up (gang)
set ’em up, no wonder allot’ n-ggas is scared of us
we poppin’ sh-t, just ask the no limits, my n-ggas rocking sh-t
dropping sh-t, just bought a new nina, and it’s a mop in it (mop in it)
i ain’t playing, we ain’t stoppin’ at a man
strip that n-gga, put that n-gga on a gram
we defaming ya’, shoutout to the n-ggas who hear they exchange with us
we dangerous, it can’t be no p-ssy n-ggas to hang with us (nah, nah, nah)
the gang with us, if n-ggas ain’t widd’ it, them n-ggas ain’t with us
and loyal b-tches turn to thots when they hang with us (scooby man)
we in this b-tch, you trustin’ no limit, then you ain’t innocent
and it ain’t no search, when it’s casualities on civilians (boom, boom, boom, boom)
and ain’t no search, then let’s gettin’ into it with ninja man
so ain’t no search, ain’t stopping once i get millions
get lost for that, we comin’ shooting h-lla shots at your [?] cap
sparking that, that’s another body that people chalking at
i’m walking that, four-seven ain’t coming, i guess i’m walking back
keep talkin’ that, and my n-gga’s never gon’ get up off of that
[outro: shawtyhitt]
(gang, gang, gang, gang)
(long live the king man)

- shootashellz

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