Lyrics:
Oh, my mother was frightened by a shotgun, they say
That's why I'm such a wonderful shot.
I'd be out in the cactus and I'd practice all day,
Yo E, somebody come in this motherfucker
With me man
I'm with you nigga, you don't need nobody
I'm with you nigga come on nigga what's up?
LS
A no bump me a squeeze in a face a shot
You know the thing set man hear what a go on again
Same way
Yow we fully a gun like we own Iraq we run the block
si nuh factory mi nuh si nuh weh fi mek gun
Where i'm from
Bay shot a beat mi afi ask how the gun dem come
Mi wonder how the gun dem reach bout yah
the head.
?I am right here and Raefer Johnson has a hold of the man who, apparently, has fired the shot. He has fired the shot. He still has the gun
Oh, my mother was frightened by a shotgun, they say
That's why I'm such a wonderful shot.
I'd be out in the cactus and I'd practice all day,
fi di likes)
Never tell di youths fi buss nuh shot and queng dem
Instead mi tell dem sell di gun an buy a yeng yeng
'Cah wi dweet fi di love we nuh
Man on the run
Son of a gun
Baby, licking off shots
From the tip of my tongue
Till the damage is done
It'll be ringing out like
Dadadadadadadada dada
when can take it to the guns
Cops comin then I'm blazin that them,
They wanna put me in the cage here they come,
Mother fuckers don't be playin Wea I'm
One shot, two shots, man down
Three shots, four shots, I gun them down
Five shots, six shots, fuck forty-eight
I'm the nigga with the pound
(cum?)
On the beats I do go dumb
(?)
And I make her squirt (?) when she grab that water gun
Now fuck that brag rap, man
I'm Batman, I'm Bruce Wayne
You live by the gun die by the gun
Ain't nowhere to hide nowhere to run
From de rom pa-pa-pom-pom pack a A-K
In the heart of the slums that's
the cards are on the table and
The bullets in the gun
She was sittin' on my lap
We still had shots to kill
When a man pulled up
Who owned the bar
In
call shots homie and I
Don’t even run the hood
Think I was put on, I ain’t even from no hood
Gangbanger don’t bang
My gun do the same thing
Look good in
"Police say one man with a gun shot five
People and sent hundreds running for cover
Chaos around noon time turned this busy
Queens street into
guest for y'all
He go by the name of Drag Dash, get 'em man
Guess who's back in your buildin? ya big pimpin
Your big disc got Drag Dash on, now come on,
with all that phony shit and gimmickin
Take me to the plug, I ain't goin' through no middleman
I'm tryna get the keys to the Beamer like I'm Beenie Man
you!"
And my dick felt long and hard
"I am the man for which no God waits
But for which the whole world yearns
I'm marked by darkness and by blood
And one
the blue house choppa in my right hand
Stomach growlin' bris gotta feed the fam
I gotta meet a man the man with them kilograms
He bouta get jammed by
her messin' around town with another man
And you know that ain't cool, watch me
Hey Joe, I heard you shot your woman down
You shot her down
Bare submachine gun trample dem head
AK shot (march out)
Yo, dis ah nuh no joke, me get nuff rifle by di load
And if dem wan' fi diss di Don, mi mek
give up the fight
I'll find that man, I'll take his sight
By shooting his eyes with my gun
I shoot with my gun
I shoot with my gun
I shoot with my gun
I
Yeah, it's magic
Uh, Jay-Z and Lenny Kravitz
And it's a Heavy D production, you bastards
Come on
Ha, hey yo, stop playing man
This is real
out the trance when I heard a shot
Saw the old man cry, shit drop, by the garbage
Kid disappeared somewhere through the project
So I chased him, called
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