Shoot Ya
Young Gravity
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Strapped nigga got it on me don't make me shoot ya For the low i got them keys Come let me school ya Pop a clip surrounded by real G's No quick maneuvers Dead inside been runnin these streets For mine go through ya Where my bitches that'll ride for me Load the clip pull the trigger then smile warmly Don't get to close to pimp you might die shortly And if my niggas breaking codes on the rodes then inform me Then we gon' break and enter Watch him surrounder While he feels the rage of my blade make him turn gender You pretender Where the f*ck my real killers at With they mack screamin slatt while they peel ya kap Remember heaven is closed no size for ya robe So when you buried make sure that you sleeping with ya gold Ptsd nigga the p stand for pistol Pen posined with blood as you write ya enemy's epistle T stand for trappin got heroine addicts Who also commit to bricks but will try and cough up some tricks Get the hint hurry give these niggas they fix They mind controlled to follow one prescript Nigga this that drug money some refund money Some niggas earn it gotta study while we become muddy Used to stare at they plates so hungrily Now im in luxury but it may lead me to custody Once you start to get to subside That human side that they threw aside Will it be you or i whose alive or be the s from suicide So now it's death grab ya cassette and confess You don' died a soldier young strong cadet Strapped nigga got it on me don't make me shoot ya For the low i got them keys Come let me school ya Pop a clip surrounded by real G's No quick maneuvers Dead inside been runnin these streets For mine go through ya When ya sidewalk end do you feel innocence Treehouses forest adventures or steel pistol clips Them quick initial hits will put an end to all ya myths Show up kuz i don' mailed myself my ops committal slip Question do you admit and live with a little bliss Or have them twisted lips lead you into the abyse Different in views eyes from a child to an adult Crack in ya momma lap father left as an incult No love can make a nigga smile like them pills does All that a nigga was told was to kill blood Murder with vegence takin blood thats what fills us I cook it i mix it i chop it move it with guerrillas The projects is roaring got them asking what this does Breakin bricks to them z's qp's of weed to ki's is the skills of A young hustler Patience growing lush color Smuggler Taking my city over cold to summer Niggas be trying me eye to eye feel the contact Don't bark back you dont want that I stay strapped i shot at you got wacked They be instigating never wanna pop off From southside to southwest i shot all ya block off To south ave and roney then turn right to brighton Do not come at night and your eye's wont be widened I know you so frightened to see this young titan Wrong turn to a tight end will lead to posiden Strapped nigga got it on me don't make me shoot ya For the low i got them keys Come let me school ya Pop a clip surrounded by real G's No quick maneuvers Dead inside been runnin these streets For mine go through ya
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