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lirik lagu dee mula & big boogie - 60 shots

[intro: dee mula]
(honcho on that beat, word, say less)
sixty shots or better, sixty shots or better
grrt, grrt, grrt, grrt (sixty, uh, uh)
sixty shots or better (dah, dah, dah, dah, dah)
sixty shots or better, sixty shots or better (phew, phew, phew)
grrt, grrt, grrt, grrt
uh, uh, uh, or better
uh, zman, zeda livin’, uh, mm, mm (dee mula)
sixty shots or better (phew)
i’m talkin’ ’bout n~gga better have a sixty shot plus, ah~ha (you know what i’m talkin’ ’bout? hahaha)

[chorus: dee mula]
sixty shots are better, bangin’ crip, that c my favorite letter (crip)
known for home invasion, so impatient, racin’ to that cheddar
i rock thousand~dollar kicks and i spent thousands on my b~tch
we hit their block every night with switches, now they call it quits (grrt, grrt, grrt, grrt)
that n~gga broke and insecurе, i drop that bag, they disappear (poof)
mixin’ red with yеllow, i get high and rap, that’s my career
slow motion when that dope kick in, it’s mandatory, you ‘posed to spin (phew, phew, phew, phew)
show them b~tches you ain’t playin’, go through, hit their sh~t again (dah, dah, dah, dah, dah, phew)

[verse 1: dee mula]
they f~cked up, let me run my money up, it’s over with now
we talk in code, i tell ’em get your mask, cold, why not?
she told me she’ll set them n~ggas up, i sure wouldn’t mind
i like how she be thinkin’, keep that up, your soul gon’ be mine (come here)
it ain’t funny when them bodies drop, is it? (talk to me)
and you can’t run when they go off, them switches (grrt, whoo, whoo)
i’m so married to this cup, i just keep pourin’ up, it got me slowin’ up
e~every day i got a different gun, the opps ain’t showin’ up
them n~ggas hidin’, you don’t think my n~gga know ’bout them lil’ spots? (huh?)
all they heard was gunshots (dah, dah, dah, dah, dah), tires scratchin’ out the lot (skrrt)
who do you think doin’ all the k!llin’, n~gga? (huh? hahaha)
you ain’t gotta pillow talk if you don’t feel a n~gga
when i don’t feel a n~gga, i show it, get too close, i’ma blow it (boom, boom)
everybody keep their hand out, that sh~t there gettin’ annoyin’
’cause i know what they doin’, they know my heart big and i’m the one that come through for ’em
first time you tell ’em no, they throwin’ shots, f~ck it, keep goin’
[chorus: dee mula & big boogie]
sixty shots are better, bangin’ crip, that c my favorite letter (crip)
known for home invasion, so impatient, racin’ to that cheddar
i rock thousand~dollar kicks and i spent thousands on my b~tch
we hit their block every night with switches, now they call it quits (grrt, grrt, grrt, grrt)
that n~gga broke and insecure, i drop that bag, they disappear (poof)
mixin’ red with yellow, i get high and rap, that’s my career
slow motion when that dope kick in, it’s mandatory, you ‘posed to spin (phew, phew, phew, phew, big dude)
show them b~tches you ain’t playin’ (gangland), go through, hit their sh~t again (dah, dah, dah, dah, dah, gangland)

[verse 2: big boogie]
eight, eighty shots or better out that drac’ (cha~cha), that’s how we supposed to move (boom)
every n~gga that you see with me, i bet they blow for me (gangland, members)
i can run for president, i bet my gangland vote for me (shh)
i can push that b~tton and have your brain pictures all over scene (cha~cha, glrrd)
they know they ain’t scarin’ sh~t (scarin’), they know they ain’t slam sh~t (ooh, slam)
they know they ain’t comin’ like big dude (no~no), they ain’t gon’ blam sh~t (big dude)
choppers, switches, you know how we thuggin’, we ain’t ran from sh~t (cha~cha, cha~cha)
b~tch, we pop out gang and f~ck your gang if you ain’t ran with me (raccoons)
n~ggas actin’ k!ller with their gun, i sure got mine (ooh)
hide your b~tch when i come out the house, she sure gon’ be mine (ooh)
mom, momma said, “some these b~tches ain’t sh~t,” she sure ain’t lyin’ (no)
i can put that bag up on your head, it’s more than a dime (frrt, big dude)
big dude

[chorus: dee mula & big boogie]
sixty shots are better, bangin’ crip, that c my favorite letter (crip, ha, ha, ha, ha)
known for home invasion, so impatient, racin’ to that cheddar (yeah, i’m gangland)
i rock thousand~dollar kicks and i spent thousands on my b~tch (glrrd, glrrd)
we hit their block every night with switches, now they call it quits (grrt, grrt, grrt, grrt, grrt)
that n~gga broke and insecure, i drop that bag, they disappear (ha, ha, ha, ha, ha)
mixin’ red with yellow, i get high and rap, that’s my career (ha, i’m big dude)
slow motion when that dope kick in, it’s mandatory, you ‘posed to spin (phew, phew, phew, phew)
show them b~tches you ain’t playin’, go through, hit their sh~t again (dah, dah, dah, dah, dah, hey, go through, hit their sh~t again)
[outro: big boogie]
ha, yeah, i’m big dude
yeah, sixty shots or better, yeah, eighty shots or never, yeah
glrrd, ha, ha
sixty shots or better, yeah, eighty shots or never
big dude, gangland

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