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Shiners
by Riccy Runtz & G Notes
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Uh, uh
Everybody killers too
If you kill my five, i ain't gone lie, we gone slaughter you
Nigga i got this gas, it ain't funny
Dog food money
I'm in highschool, making boss moves, for this money
Nigga see me thuggin'
Nigga see me run it up from none
Nigga never see me bummin'
I won't call that bitch unless we fucking
And i'm dreaming bout the cash, i don't got this shit for none
The bag under my ass, i'ma save this shit for someone nigga
Yeah nigga, i'ma save this shit for some nigga
Yeah nigga, i'ma save this shit for someone nigga
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Wassup?
Nigga
Wassup?
Bitch
Wassup?
Nigga
Wassup
Bitch
Wassup?
Nigga
Wassup
Bitch
Wassup?
Nigga
Wassup?
Bitch
I say, everybody shooters too
I will never fuck with niggas that don't fuck with you
I'm the one in this shit, but i need extra two
You see my opp and you ain't do shit, what I'm suppose to do?
You must love 'em
I gotta kill you too
You must love 'em
I gotta kill you too
You must love 'em
I gotta kill you too
You must love 'em
You gotta die too
Yeah
Yeah, nigga
You gone die being in the mix
Shoutout brodie, i got his clothes on, in the pics
You want die about that hoe? Well you can die about that bitch
Thot bitch
She just known for sucking dick
I'm in yo city, you can get it too
Everybody shining, we got vest on like we bulletproof
Nigga we ain't beefing, you ain't kill me, i ain't kill you
I left my bitch and got some new
Turnt around and left ha too
Rick HandyMan, i keep a tool
You been dissing, what you do?
Entertainment, all my niggas dangerous, put 'em on the news
Make his mom's, see blue
Hide and seek, i'm finding you
And that hoe tell you she love you, you don't know she lying to you
Nigga moving sloppy dude
I beat all my obstacles
I'm not retarded, i play dumb nigga, i really know the move
We coming in, at three or two
I got my five, throwing up two's
I'm too hot nigga, Rickey spitting fire in the booth
Like a God, nigga i'm Zeus
We don't know you, we gone kill you
You gotta pay the price
Gone make you feel it nigga
We gotta take yo life
He said it's up with us, when i see 'em, it's on site
I can't be fucked with, all this bounty on my mind
Uh, uh
Everybody killers too
If you kill my five, i ain't gone lie, we gone slaughter you
Nigga i got this gas, it ain't funny
Dog food money
I'm in highschool, making boss moves, for this money
Nigga see me thuggin'
Nigga see me run it up from none
Nigga never see me bummin'
I won't call that bitch unless we fucking
And i'm dreaming bout the cash, i don't got this shit for none
The bag under my ass, i'ma save this shit for someone nigga
Yeah nigga, i'ma save this shit for some nigga
Yeah nigga, i'ma save this shit for someone nigga
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Wassup?
Nigga
Wassup?
Bitch
Wassup?
Nigga
Wassup
Bitch
Wassup?
Nigga
Wassup
Bitch
Wassup?
Nigga
Wassup?
Bitch
I say, everybody shooters too
I will never fuck with niggas that don't fuck with you
I'm the one in this shit, but i need extra two
You see my opp and you ain't do shit, what I'm suppose to do?
You must love 'em
I gotta kill you too
You must love 'em
I gotta kill you too
You must love 'em
I gotta kill you too
You must love 'em
You gotta die too
Yeah
Yeah, nigga
You gone die being in the mix
Shoutout brodie, i got his clothes on, in the pics
You want die about that hoe? Well you can die about that bitch
Thot bitch
She just known for sucking dick
I'm in yo city, you can get it too
Everybody shining, we got vest on like we bulletproof
Nigga we ain't beefing, you ain't kill me, i ain't kill you
I left my bitch and got some new
Turnt around and left ha too
Rick HandyMan, i keep a tool
You been dissing, what you do?
Entertainment, all my niggas dangerous, put 'em on the news
Make his mom's, see blue
Hide and seek, i'm finding you
And that hoe tell you she love you, you don't know she lying to you
Nigga moving sloppy dude
I beat all my obstacles
I'm not retarded, i play dumb nigga, i really know the move
We coming in, at three or two
I got my five, throwing up two's
I'm too hot nigga, Rickey spitting fire in the booth
Like a God, nigga i'm Zeus
We don't know you, we gone kill you
You gotta pay the price
Gone make you feel it nigga
We gotta take yo life
He said it's up with us, when i see 'em, it's on site
I can't be fucked with, all this bounty on my mind