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letra de j.o.d.y. - shootergang jojo

[intro]
aye, aye
(l-finguz)
ssg ([?] jody)
(smack that motherf-cking 40)

[verse 1]
jody dead broke, no hope, looking for a fix
getting on, falling off, he never seen rich
homies up but he ain’t, now he in his feelings
watching me, then watch him strip, fidget, he’ll k!ll ’em
had a baby, he in the streets but he gotta pick
now his bm, that b-tch bugging, said that he ain’t sh-t
acting like she ain’t nowhere in this sh-t with him
then it hit him, baby, we hungry, pockets touching denim
losing it, heart missing, half lunatic
nina on him, get back, b-tch, he ludacris
politics, that’s your homie, you gon’ get it with him
[?] your back on his ass where the dog bit him
to the [?], jody stripping homies, that’s the latest news
jody mad, b-tch, please, you wanna get ’em too?
watch these n-ggas, n-ggas snakes, know you see it too
heard it from the b-tch, she bounce d-ck like a kangaroo, n-gga
[chorus]
aye, i might just let this b-tch off in here
i know all my n-ggas riding like the county fair
young n-gga that ain’t never seen ten bands
bag on your head, he gon’ leave with blood on his hands
aye, i might just run through this b-tch trap
all this spending, i’m like f-ck it, now i want a stack
aye, you want jody? throw me 10k
b-tch, nothing lower but i’ll take that sh-t anyway, aye

[verse 2]
[?] joker, jody clutching the cobra
he heard they wanna smoke like jody, he ain’t a smoker
put ’em on a poster, double cup on the coaster
moonwalk the sole if her bread need a toaster
jody gone, he on the run, skipping states
dead wrong, robbed the homie so he [?]
he a menace like f-cking dennis, see it in his face
he’ll serve you like f-cking tennis, always a ace
hoe b-tch, know he’s a trap taker
pour the eight up of purple, he’s a f-cking laker
switch lanes for that bag chasing
pay her back? sound stupid, n-gga, see you later

[chorus]
aye, i might just let this b-tch off in here
i know all my n-ggas riding like the county fair
young n-gga that ain’t never seen ten bands
bag on your head, he gon’ leave with blood on his hands
aye, i might just run through this b-tch trap
all this spending, i’m like f-ck it, now i want a stack
aye, you want jody? throw me 10k
b-tch, nothing lower but i’ll take that sh-t anyway, aye

- shootergang jojo

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