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lirik lagu shootergang kony - mr. get yo dog wacked

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[verse 1]:
aye yeah shoot first make me look nervous
clutch the 40 with my right hand b~tch im still swerving still lurking still shooting out their lights still purging
n~ggas can’t do sh~t when im outside i dont rap alot they better know got red mob ties yeah yeah
im seeing red but i dont see no stop signs
if you name your top five b~tch im them
water on my neck who said that n~ggas can’t swim
all the opps go straight to upper rooms they can’t win
i bet n~ggas never name a block we ain’t been
im the first to cook a n~gga top like cavemen
hit the agents for another chop called jaylen
lеt me know you breathing
everybody know thе code n~gga streets a state pen
you can’t blame me for syaing sh~t that you can’t take in
for the shade i wear skeez not no f~cking ray bans

[chorus]:
im mister get your dog whacked
if i ain’t a stunna n~gga what you call that
make a way forever she dont get no calls back
opps leave him feeling sh~tty with they soft ass
pull up drop a hunnid n~gga check my ball stats
rich shooters send a n~gga where the stars at
if she ain’t got no chicken for me im gone fall back
bad news what i said about you is all facts mister get your dog wacked
[verse 2]:
opps looking up to me best believe im gone step
its examples that i set that make em feel like they next
my opps dead broke i just live like they dead
catch a opp having fun remove his brain from his head
sukkas see me went ghost like my pops did
they black ball i still wiggle like a locksmith
reverend in the streets they waiting on me when you dropping?
let this next body drop first then im locked in
bro a solid n~gga right? all he do is block bend
im tryna get him on a straight pad but godd~mn
collect taxes from the b~tch but im not sam
the b~tch really both ours you know what im saying
im hood famous as the city who we dropped on
i dont go to shooting ranges i just hope the glock go
power with the rocket im blood call me ato
we gon hit him fore he undsetand like ralo

[chorus]:
b~tch im mister get your dog whacked
if i ain’t a stunna n~gga what you call that
make a way forever she dont get no calls back
opps leave him feeling sh~tty with they soft ass
pull up drop a hunnid n~gga check my ball stats
rich shooters send a n~gga where the stars at
if she ain’t got no chicken for me im gone fall back
bad news what i said about you is all facts mister get your dog wacked aye


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