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Game changer, I got these niggas pissed off Yellow VV's, I'm thinking 'bout pissing my wrist off My shooter speak sign language, only talk when his stick talk In other words, with that choppa, he gon' knock a bitch off Keep thinking it's a game, come on, go with your move Your lil' brother get out at two, we'll catch you at his school Nigga paperwork hit the media, everybody think it's cool How they some killers and the law? Come on now, I'm confused Gone be a lot of niggas dead 'fore the foolishness stop Gone be a whole lot of shells from the Rugers and Glocks Ay, why you claiming all these bodies? Nigga, who you done shot? John Wick, I hang with niggas they make movies about Bitch, I know you can't breathe from the gun smoke And tomorrow ain't promised, so we gun tote Don't play with me, I'll have them hitters at your front door All I do is say the word and, bitch, you done for Now it's a whole lot of shit that I don't play about And it's a whole lot of shit that we'll spray about Ain't with the talking, where you at? Go and air it out And the police that's something we don't care about But we ain't chilling in the spot when the feds out Leave everything else take the bread out Disrespect the game, you gotta die, so what you scared 'bout? 'Cause I'm that young nigga that my hitters gone bust a head 'bout Letras de canciones Gone be a lot of niggas dead 'fore the foolishness stop Gone be a whole lot of shells from the Rugers and Glocks Ay, why you claiming all these bodies? Nigga, who you done shot? John Wick, I hang with niggas they make movies about Bitch, I know you can't breathe from the gun smoke And tomorrow ain't promised, so we gun tote Don't play with me, I'll have them hitters at your front door All I do is say the word and, bitch, you done for Yeah, I'm back on my bully with a pistol Back and I know you sellin' dope, I can fix you Way too hard to get out what I got into (Yeah) Smokin' dead niggas in this blunt, hope it offend you (Yeah) Duckin' since a youngin', bitch, I'm far from rookie (Far from rookie) One man army, bitch, I'm far from pussy (Far from pussy) Shootouts by myself, thankful the Lord was with me (Brr) Still here today, no bullet harder than me (Ha) Hit two times while I was geekin' on three (Fuck him) Glock 23, goin' to war in these streets (Fuck 'em) It's harder to get rich 'cause I got caught in a beef (Know that) Stalker from the club and doin' wrong by they freak (Ooh) Ask around my city, bitch, we playin' for keeps (Ooh) Killed a couple niggas who was playin' with me (Ooh) Money on his head, get 'em gone in a week (Get 'em gone) I ain't satisfied 'til I see blood in the street Gone be a lot of niggas dead 'fore the foolishness stop Gone be a whole lot of shells from the Rugers and Glocks Ay, why you claiming all these bodies? Nigga, who you done shot? John Wick, I hang with niggas they make movies about Bitch, I know you can't breathe from the gun smoke And tomorrow ain't promised, so we gun tote Don't play with me, I'll have them hitters at your front door All I do is say the word and, bitch, you done for Heard your mans died, he took one to the face And these hoes dying, too, you better stay in your place I don't beef over the net 'cause niggas jumping on cases And I know I said you was straight, but bitch, you still ain't safe And I know I said you was cool, but I lied Told 'em I forgave him, but the nigga end up dying My niggas hit me up, then you know I'm still slatt (Still slatt) I'm only on a half, but a nigga still vibin', uhh A legend in my life goin' (Uhh) Got in the shootout, got hit and Fox put it in a tabloid (Damn) I can't get booked for no shows (What?) Now I'm back in the kitchen with my niggas, we shoot Gone be a lot of niggas dead 'fore the foolishness stop Gone be a whole lot of shells from the Rugers and Glocks Ay, why you claiming all these bodies? Nigga, who you done shot? John Wick, I hang with niggas they make movies about Bitch, I know you can't breathe from the gun smoke And tomorrow ain't promised, so we gun tote Don't play with me, I'll have them hitters at your front door All I do is say the word and, bitch, you done for All I do is say the word, and bitch, you done for All I do is say the word, and bitch, you done for From Letras Mania