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every o shot - jb savage lyrics

[intro: murda g, la, jb savage]
like, suck my d*ck, it’s that murda g n*gga
grah, like, la spot ’em, got ’em, we clip that n*gga, y’all know what’s going on (grah)
grah, grah
ewokk
look, like
every o shot, got to stunt on that like
grah

[verse 1: jb savage]
ayo, ewee, pass me the chop (e*wuu)
spin through the courts, catch ek, we gon flock (grah)
die o’s, them n*ggas is popped (pow)
how you talking on aj when yellow got popped (suck my d*ck)
and ek, we smoking ya pops (grah)
if we run into pj, on bro, he get popped (every o shot)
f*ck that cause you know i’ma step (grah)
if i catch me stomper, he got shot out his head (doa k)
she acting naughty, she want me to what? (yeah)
i bet she get smacked with the gun (every o shot)
brodie blitz through the black, i’ma blitz through thе front (every o shot)
and i’m spinning with yavi, he do what we want (likе what)
she like, jb, you so different (grah)
f*cking her good on the different positions
you said what, wipe your knees (grah, grah, grah, grah, grah)
you said you sleeze, who bigger than me
like stop it, i’ma flock it
you know i’m that n*gga promoting the violence
spin the s, i yell out what’s cracking
if he say it back, then .45 get to clapping
call lee, he too tact (grah,grah)
you know that’s my jet, on the 3rd, back to back (d*mn, d*mn, d*mn)
call murda, he gon slide with the gun
if he talking on aj, on bro, he go dumb (suck my d*ck)

[verse 2: la]
pj glizzy, you look like a b*tch
word to my mother, i’m upping at [?]
up it in public, just watch how he dip
4*5 shots hit him, now he sick
94 more if i spot me a crip (like what)
murda be buggin, i think that he sick (grah, grah, grah boom)
jb, he chiefing, told him to pass me the rip (new opp)
new opp died, gotta take me a sip
don’t need a stick, go kuu with the deuce
i spot me a flocka, i’ma f*ck up his fit (flocka)
aj, get [?] finessing the whip (aj)
for my brother, get left in a ditch (like what)
and you know i just started this sh*t (like what)
and i’m tryna get far off the sh*t (like what)
like every opp shot, you could die with that b*tch (you could die with that b*tch)
don’t line me, i’ma empty the clip (grah, grah boom)

[verse 3: murda g]
ayo, lefty, what’s poppin (like what)
once i spin the courts, i get to flocking (grah, boom)
la my demon, back out different options (la)
jb go r*t*rded, no nonsense (jb)
f*ck a stomper, we stomp them (like what)
if he running, bullets hawk him (don’t run)
cause y’all n*ggas not smoking my deads (at all)
don’t try to run, put the beam on his leg
la hop out, they fled (la, la)
jb my demon, put them right to bed (grah, boom)
like ronny, which [?] (ronny)
we gon bend, yet again
like long live my brothers (grah)
for you, i’ma send
for all of my brothers, i’ma ride to the end
spin the o, you wasn’t there
bend through they pz, tryna up it and flare (every o shot)
bring the knocks out, b*tch, i’m scared
so imma keep dumping till i feel the fear (like what)
pop a yellow, pass the rip
f*ck all the flocks, seen em and they dipped (rippy)
aj get bendy, f*cking up the whip (aj)
bend through that block, la, jb blitz (grah, boom)
hold on like, please don’t trip
40 start merching, walking through they strip (40)
seen jesse, that boy ran rick
jb start bugging, flocking out the whip
(seen jesse, that boy ran rick
jb start bugging, flocking out the whip)

[verse 4: jb savage, la, murda g]
alright, ok
he try to run, put the beam to his face (grah, grah grah, boom)
jb, ok
they wanna play, try to bend through the rey (ewokk)
alright, let’s play
spin through the 3rd smoking on some blay (la, where you at n*gga)
don’t run, we gon leave with the k
like la my demon, gon slide where you stay (grah, boom)
like, f*ck it, we gon spark it
spot me a munna, i’m going r*t*rded (grah, boom)
but f*ck that, i’ma spark it
murda my demon, gon slide through the darkness (murda)
f*ck the o’s, they don’t know what they started (like what)
bend through the 5z looking for a target (every o shot)
murda, move tact
i’m on his ass tryna catch me a pack (whoopty)
jb, i’m the makk
i’m living too fast, gotta stay with a strap (ewokk)
like hold on, don’t lack
i’m really too sleeze when i bend through the back (grah, grah, grah, boom)
and you know that i can never lack (like what)
if you spin through the 4z, then that’s a new pack (grah)
get back gang, look what happened to who? (like hol’ on)
when i see you, n*gga, i’ma oot
can’t wait till i run into you
it’s gon be another rippy on the news

[outro]
rippy
it’s gon be another rippy on the news
rippy
rippy
like suck my d*ck, it’s that murda g n*gga
like, la spot ’em, got ’em, we clip that n*gga, y’all know what’s going on
suck my d*ck
ewokk

- jb savage lyrics

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