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I'm a boom it at you, I'm a point it at you
If I shoot it go boom, if I shoot it go boom
What I say
It's Jakin by the way

Talkin crazy on the phone

gon' think he got flashed by my wristwatch b*tch
Cause my AP shiny, shoot 12 shots, that's perfect timing
Got twin glocks, they siamese
Aim 'em at his

can't do
I drink henny for the pain now when I drink, I'm buyin' two

Miss my brother, he got jammed up by them boys that's wearin' blue
They done killed

Skirtin' round in Calabasas inna yellow Lamborghini
Got a baddie on my team it's like hello, now come 'n meet me
We be chillin' by the beach 'n got

heard!), Chicago! Uh huh (Man!)
Shout to Bionce Foxx, Kid Robot, shout out to Roxy, (Tre), shout to Miss Jones Too Hot 97
(Choco Joc), everybody gave me

and I turn into Jason and shoot Like , tatum Ion'  play by that paper
He owe me in March, he went missing by April, Shots was so loud that it woke up

blindfolds
They cant stop me

Make plays like westbrook
My IQ insane

Dont live by what I see
Live by my faith

Shoot it by any means
My shot it bang

Shot

I just miss the nights like this
Shoot the shit with all my friends
I just miss the nights like this
Shoot the shit with all my friends
Get reprieve

Off these drugs i just mind my business
This my scat but the red eye rented
Miss them days it was me and li keni
Hope my bitch see the pain im feeling

and I move my hand
From 'round her pillow to the nightstand
And straighten Miss Emily's picture by my bed

Go to the office the work's piled up
Pour

How do you shoot the devil in the back? What if you miss
I'll make you fabulous, sign the dotted line then she added this your mine
I know what makes

let shoot
Blast his ass away yea real real far
Let me take you back
Yea back to the start
I was just rapping out of my brother car
See me on stage now

2908

Yo Gotti

I Still Am

2017

miss you nigga
Lil' Tweety damn we miss you nigga
Look at me, we never envisioned this
If I crossed you on the way I never intended it
If I rob you I

(TP, baby)

Thirty, forty, fifty shit (blrrrd)
I shoot 'til that glizzy click (shoot until it click)
If you see my face, don't run away, that's

I don't miss a lot but I miss her
I don't kiss a lot but I kiss her
I don't tip a lot but I Tip her
Imma shoot my shot till I get her
When I get her

that shit is a miss match
Man let me explain, baby just sit back
I said lets get back man I meant that
Everyday I was with you
Baby I wanted to tell you

Sing About Me, I'm Dying of Thirst

Kendrick Lamar

Good Kid, M.A.A.D. City

2012

the life of another girl damaged by the system
These foster homes, I run away and never do miss 'em
See, my hormones just run away and if I can get em back

ain't got no faith in me
That's when it sparked the feeling that this
World just ain't the place to be
But nah, she taught me better than that
Shoot for

Kreepout somebody gettin shot
Cant lie to me Nigga I know who you not
Fuck percs im smoking on crop

We gone shoot at yo legs yo chest yo noggen
Free all

a two two three
Flawless diamonds spent like twenty- thousand all you see is glee
Money calling, word from li Shawty, got no time for me
Trap jumping,

(I feel good as fuck right now I'm in the fucking stu I feel good as fuck hop out shoot)
Let me talk my shit up in the stu
Yo bitch sucking on my

when they home they gon sit back
Shoot at him then we shoot at the other
Fuck the streets ain't do good for my brother
Want a Mil then I want me another

just chillin by the grill
Lovin how I feel
Shorty in my lap
Beggin me to do rap
She like " cmon I'll let you tap"
Man I'm boutta drill.
Already know I

really just touchin' the loot
If you act a fool, we comin' with tools
Ain't givin' a fuck bout the rules
Don't miss when I shoot, gon' give you the boot