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shot back - road runna lyrics

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b*tches think he a k!lla but no he not even bout that
he don’t got a gun he don’t got a pistol no he never been shot at
that night my homie got jumped yk my n*ggas got crazy they shot back
extorted yo daw he crying for help boy come get yo glock back

smoking them dead n*ggas that boy talk smoke he get filled wit led n*gga
oh you talk to the feds n*gga
come meeet yo bed n*gga
jit you ending up dead n*gga
texting my phone and you talking bout smoke yk ima leave you on read n*gga
i’m not finna talk i don’t wanna rap i just wanna knock off yo head n*gga

you dissing on me i know you want sum clout
you say that you steppin show me what you bout
and yo hoe wanna talk put my dixk in her mouth
i’m just tryna plot i’m not checking you out
and i just wanna f*ck i’m not taking you out
blow with my n*ggas with them or without
got n*ggas out west but we all from the south
say you in the game then we taking you out
( drop )

the same n*ggas that dis on the gram the same ones ending up k!lled
police come around they asking these questions like roadrunna just hit a drill
but i don’t say sh*t i don’t say a word when we cook up the beef on the grill
i won’t ever snitch i would never tell but i bet that lil n*gga will

extorting these n*ggas we robbin these n*ggas we do dis for fun
that hoe she a opp b*tch she a lil bop b*tch
she sucking d*ck for sum funds
that jit think he safe she gave us the drop been plotting on jit for a month
they don’t know bout the dead n*ggas me and my dawgs be rolling all up in a blunt

we chasing the loot b*tch move out the way
rundown in yo crib b*tch where is the safe
we f*cked dat lil hoe the one u tryna save
ask her bout the good d*ck roadrunna gave

they say i won’t make it i stay on my grind
i need me some love but that sh*t hard to find
ion want me no groupie that b*tch not my kind
they don’t know bout the vision i got on my mind
put em in his place if his get out of line
no caller id call me i decline
these rap n*ggas mad cuz they know i can rhyme
play p*ssy get f*cked you get hit wit da nine

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