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short temper - goonew lyrics

short temper lyrics
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n*ggas get hit with the glock, n*ggas dont know what to do
n*ggas be shooting that glock(x2), dont know how to shoot
n*ggas ain’t fools
n*ggas ain’t cool
n*ggas be bluffing should of went to school
i’m serving the rocks and im serving goop
might go with the saint lauren i hit the boof
give you this glock, is you gone shoot?
still know n*ggas got the bricks of boof
train ride , now i ride in a coupe
its all black when my n*ggas come through
candlelight, yea my n*ggas gone shoot
i talk crazy , but i know how to move
we pourin eight’s it was me and lil dude
my n*ggas dogs they’ll eat all your food
this homicide sh*t, we make it look cool
i was fourteen i was selling that goop
its a lunch line got the junkies like oewh
they coming back to back you know what i do
serve a n*gga is that fu? karo drink mane these n*ggas be goof
run up a 100 bands n*ggas can’t do, drako do tricks like its bruce
f*ck a deal man, we get it how we live
ain’t k!ll a n*gga cause he with all his kids
im repping maryland cause im really the kid
im sippin wok so my soda is clean
im not trusting b*tches cause these b*tches be green
im shootin sh*t and im causing a scene
im fighting demons got this monkey on me
i be saying some sh*t, i really dont mean
im sorry mama got this glock in my jeans
i’ll still rob a n*gga gimme yo things
got a short temper i dont even think
life is too short man you can’t even blink
12 hit the spot, put my glock in the tank
call me o’neal when i dunk in the paint
score in the trench man i need me a pint
banging the 4’s but my n*ggas dont bang
(verse 2)

n*ggas be hoes, n*ggas be g*y
i might just take your b*tch up on a date
showing me love, showing me hate
i just be looking people in the face
still on the run, ducking that case
still gettin jails calls everyday
free all my dogs, they on the way, free big ysl out the k
them n*ggas dont know what to do with this sh*t
you wanna f*ck me let the whole crew hit
counting cash while she eat up the d*ck
she a stripper b*tch so she doing them tricks
im a rap n*gga but i stay in the mix
dont play with gang, man your ass will get dipped
4*5 got this sh*t on my hip
looking crazy, then i up and i hit
load the guns then we go to the whip
four n*ggas so you know its a hit
alibi?, i was sleep with a b*tch
neighbors seen it man i hope they dont snitch
got d*mn he got hit with the stick
we got up on him he was sweet for a b*tch
got d*mn boy im back on my sh*t
im in the field gotta make me a hit

- goonew lyrics

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