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shxtgun - headie one & kalim lyrics

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[verse 1: headie one]
n*ggas prayin’ for peace, i see their heart soften (suh, suh*suh*suh*suh)
i see n*ggas go sleep just becah he took the wrong turn (suh, suh)
how i’m broke and make trees and i swear i just act like it don’t burn? (suh)
life ain’t a sprint, it’s a marathon (suh, suh)
tell me if you’re here for the short or the long term
they try do me for intent to supply and then added the concern (yo, turn up)
i didn’t come home for a twenty*eight days
pops called sayin’ that he’s concerned
i heard an opp took shots to chest like king kong
weathered this brеad now the ding dong’s mudded (told me turn)
how man start rappin’ on drill thеn tell the promoters that we got problems? (turn up)
i was dead broke
where the gov’ come from? i swear down, it could’ve been rotterdam
i was on the m*way flyin’ past rotherham
pitstop on the way to scotland
with my yg, this one ain’t from compton (uh)
asked him what he’s gonna do once he gets his pay
he told me, “a shotgun” (baow)
[chorus: headie one]
shotgun, shotgun, shotgun
i make a man feel important, he ridin’ shotgun
he could’ve been a boxer or a baller
but it’s a bruck down to yacht and he ridin’ shotgun
i was in the t with yola
bae tryna call up, so i gotta silence caller
man try tell me ’bout shotgun, sayin’ that it jammed up, i know he ain’t own no shotgun
shotgun, shotgun, shotgun
i make a man feel important, he ridin’ shotgun
he could’ve been a boxer or a baller
but it’s a bruck down to yacht and he ridin’ shotgun
i was in the t with yola
bae tryna call up, so i gotta silence caller
man try tell me ’bout shotgun, sayin’ that it jammed up, i know he ain’t own no shotgun (yo, turn up)

[verse 2: headie one]
bro rose up the shotgun to l!ck man over (turn)
he watched the wire, got gassed off homer
how many years did i scream, “free bro”
got it down ’til he left the wing free like oprah (told me turn)
was a four in a half in a band and i try make it stretch, yoga (one)
i ain’t come this far to still buy a basic revolver (ugh)
where’s all the toasters that gang can’t let off inna london (one)
got a phone call, six bands for a m16, yo, broski, i want one (want one)
they won’t let the gang in rain
i bet the owner ain’t seen a handgun
i still bring bare badman to the function (suh, suh, suh*suh*suh*suh)
but i’m cool ‘cah i’d rather go raise man’s
[chorus: headie one]
shotgun, shotgun, shotgun
i make a man feel important, he ridin’ shotgun
he could’ve been a boxer or a baller
but it’s a bruck down to yacht and he ridin’ shotgun
i was in the t with yola
bae tryna call up, so i gotta silence caller
man try tell me ’bout shotgun, sayin’ that it jammed up, i know he ain’t own no shotgun
shotgun, shotgun, shotgun
i make a man feel important, he ridin’ shotgun
he could’ve been a boxer or a baller
but it’s a bruck down to yacht and he ridin’ shotgun
i was in the t with yola
bae tryna call up, so i gotta silence caller
man try tell me ’bout shotgun, sayin’ that it jammed up, i know he ain’t own no shotgun (argh)

[verse 3: kalim]
ich seh’ ein’n opp ersten grades (yeah) mitten in der city (bam)
aus ‘nem g*wagon (wow)
outfit voll mit schmauchspur’n
ich muss nicht nur meine jeans wechseln (nein)
keiner macht sich grade von ihn’n, jetzt will er sein team wechseln (hehehe, woah)
verlass dich nicht auf ‘ne uzi (nein)
ich bin multi, ich kann viel blechen
ich hab’ meine skorpion, eiskalt wie sub zero
sag mir, warum macht der blender auf escobar mit acht kilo?
north*end, ost*end
mein youngin will sich beweisen, ich sag’: „wenn du mitkommst, komm all black“

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