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lirik lagu shredgang mone – oh shit

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oh sh~t lyrics
[intro: shredgang mone]
we back on it (shred)
shred (shred)
got them boys in here with me today
shred
shred
shred
shred, shred, shred, shred, shred, shred

[verse: shredgang mone, 2~three & the godfather]
oh sh~t, them boys back (them boys back)
jackboys on your ass, you can’t avoid that (nah)
oh sh~t, we’ll get on your ass (come here)
they don’t wanna see me pull up with that fully mac (rrah)
oh sh~t, i forgot the mask (what?)
he ain’t livin’ anyway, put him in the grass (r.i.p.)
oh sh~t, the glock got a fully (yeah)
i might look like i’m sweet, but i’m a f~ckin’ bully (shut the f~ck up)
oh sh~t, these lil’ n~ggas p~ssy (they pushed me)
oh sh~t, i swear these n~ggas pushed me (they p~ssy)
oh sh~t, now i be in his bushes (what?)
oh sh~t, pop out like ashton kutcher (haha)
oh sh~t, the rollie got the boogers (boogers)
my n~gga boom stay with them chops, so he must be the butcher (brrah)
oh sh~t, oh no, big glocks gon’ blow (gon’ blow)
i’ll get a n~gga whacked, got some slimy lil’ bros (slatt)
hold on, hit his hood with that wood’ll get him gone (gone)
high as f~ck on the block, me and bro just matched a four (yeah)
my pole long, gotta keep it, they’ll take me ’cause of bro (okay)
they don’t like that dread~head n~gga, treated him like ho (fire)
h~ll yeah, that’s us, big racks, big guns (yeah)
feds question me ’bout murders, had to ask ’em which one? (which one?)
’cause they know this dread~head n~gga stay with big guns (k’s)
when i pull this b~tch out, watch that lil’ b~tch run (he gone)
we them n~ggas known to drop a hundred shots
we them n~ggas known to slide down the block (we them n~ggas, ayy)
we them n~ggas that be terrorizing opps (we them n~ggas)
we the ones gettin’ questioned when they drop (we them n~ggas, ayy)
we the ones with the fullys on the glock
we the ones that be takin’ them up top (we them n~ggas, ayy)
we the ones that be gettin’ n~ggas cropped
n~ggas hoes, say they gangsters, but they not (we them n~ggas, ayy)
i’m the one got her open off a rox’ (yeah)
screamin’ f~ck the judge ever since brodie got locked (f~ck ’em)
i’m a vet in these streets, lil’ n~gga, i ain’t no rookie (nah)
smoke a bookie, do a n~gga broad day, bring out the hoodie (fah~fah)
lumberjack in these streets, i’ll pull up with the woody (yeah)
hundred round in this b~tch’ll wrap a n~gga like a muslim (he gone)
free stone, free deep, and free my n~gga boogie (free my brothers)
i ain’t got no gloves, so i’ma wrap my hands up with some footies (yeah)


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