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fukugondo - bomshot lyrics

[bomshot]
revolvers revolving, problems are solved
i be robbing, involved in this mobb that be swabbing
i do a job when needed
those who competed got defeated
cuz i be pulling the heater when i’m heated
it’s an onslaught f*cking with bomshot
cuz i got props like cops with glocks c*cked
so assume you’ll meet your doom in high noon if you presume
i’ll have to leave you dead in ya tomb
the tools that i choose to use to abuse and bruise you fools
it’s like a .45 uz’
come bring ya crews down 110th ave
a fеw will get shot but the rest will gеt stabbed
grabbed, dragging up a rut
five to six quarts of blood poured from the cut in ya gut
i bury like a cemetery every time i’m draining ’em
k!lling mothaf*ckaz and i plant ’em in the ground
like a geranium of bullet in a cranium
it’s how i’m playing ’em, slaying ’em
cuz i’m possessed like damien
sh*t you better break out
take out that f*cking magnum if you have one
but i’ll get the shotgun, son you don’t want none
static, i’ll get dramatic then it gets tragic
i don’t have a habit, but believe i gotta habit like a addict
grab it like that dog old yeller
i tell ya i’m not the fella burying my sh*ller smell ya, later
i chew emcees like an alligator
throwing salt in ya game because it needs more flavor
[chorus] x2
what the f*kugondo? mothaf*ckaz get f*cked up
what the f*kugondo? mothaf*ckaz get f*cked up
what the f*kugondo? mothaf*ckaz get f*cked up
and in the back alley is where they ass get stuck up

[bomshot]
caps i’m grazing, gas i start blazing
i’m amazing, sharp on this track that i’m saving
and watch the blood start dripping
cuz i’m rip with the clip till mothaf*ckaz start twitching
i’ll fill your body with the shrapnel
to show these cats that i blast well sending you back to h*ll
y’all really wanna start murdering?
then i’m a grill up the beef
let’s have it your way like burger king
the boston bomber got you lost in drama
i’m a harm ya, run up on ya and disarm ya
catch you sleeping i’m a rob ya
it’s like playing russian roulette against a rusty revolver
on top of that i’m fully loaded
too hot to hold it, heads exploded, body’s bloated
and tell ya boys to call an ambulance
cuz i’m a drop that ass and watch you shake to a real dance

[chorus] x2
[outro]
yeah, that’s how the f*cking it’s gon’ down
i’m a f*ck ya ass up
have ya mothaf*ckaz ratting to the police and sh*t
but i’m a cut ya f*cking tongue out ya mouth so you can’t snitch on me
and cut ya f*cking fingers off so you can’t point me out in the line up
what!?! you b*tch ass mothaf*ckaz

[chorus] x2

- bomshot lyrics

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