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how you every o shot - sha ek & cj goon lyrics

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[intro: cj goon & 30]
grrah*grrah, boom
maari
grrah*grrah, boom
word to my mother, these n*ggas is p*ssy
word to my mother, these n*ggas is p*ssy
how you every o*, n*gga who did you*
bap, you a* and you like 5*
back out the*, back out the* and i’m ready to*
word to my mother, these n*ggas* (gang, ga*)
word to my mother, these n*ggas is p*ssy
[chorus: cj goon]
how you every o shot, n*gga, who did you shoot?
bap, you a b*tch and you like 5’2
back out the knocks and i’m ready to*
back out the knocks and i’m ready to oot
oy*ogz wit’ me, spinning through
bullets they hit him, knock him out his shoes
tired of the talking, what is we gon’ do
tired of the talking, what is we gon’, look

[verse 1: cj goon]
i’m a different n*gga when i’m creepin’
hop out, i’ma shoot for no reason
brodie, he call me, hе said that he need it
i told him “i got him”, i’m squeezing
free squeeze man, you know he a dеmon
so you know what i’m on
talking on bro and the glizzy is drawn
keep dissin’ my n*ggas, like we don’t perform

[refrain: cj goon]
know we gon’ hop out, ain’t no talking
mask on, we gon’ scorch ’em
f*ck is a dthang? we gon’ off him
then drilly bop on his coffin
know we gon’ hop out, ain’t no talking
mask on, we gon’ scorch ’em
f*ck is a dthang? we gon’ off him
then drilly bop on his coffin
[chorus: cj goon]
how you every o shot, n*gga, who did you shoot?
bap, you a b*tch and you like 5’2
back out the knocks and i’m ready to*
back out the knocks and i’m ready to oot
oy*ogz, wit’ me, spinning through
bullets they hit him, knock him out his shoes
tired of the talking, what is we gon’ do
tired of the talking, what is we gon’, look

[verse 2: sha ek]
if i don’t got the gun, got the pokey
if they jacking the flockas, i’ma knock them out
oy*og posted at your house (facts)
most these n*ggas rappin’, i done give them clout
i don’t even got to talk no more, like
these n*ggas is dead b*tt
word to my dead, n*gga
every flocka shot, yg or not
b*tch, my b*day just passed, b*tch, i’m 18
and you know that i’m toting on .18
and i heard that c locked, but i pop a pill
and i go spinnin’ through 18
and you know that i’m looking for scotty
i’m tryna catch me a body
we always smokin’ on lotti
hope a n*gga try* (grrt, baow)
[chorus: cj goon, sha ek & 30]
how you every o shot, n*gga, who did you shoot? (yeah)
bap, you a b*tch and you like 5’2 (uh*huh)
back out the knocks and i’m ready to*
back out the knocks and i’m ready to oot (gang, gang, gang)
oy*ogz wit’ me, spinning through
bullets they hit him (don’t run), knock him out his shoes
tired of the talking, what is we gon’ do
word to my mother, these n*ggas is p*ssy
tired of the talking, what is we gon’, look (boom, boom, boom)

[verse 3: 30 & sha ek]
i see a opp, i’ma keep throwing, throwing, throwing, throwing
i’m off the perc, she wanna f*ck, so we keep going, going
they call me 30, i take the shot then we expose ’em, expose ’em
they call me 30, i take the shot then we expose ’em
new chop throw elbows, n*gga named john
n*gga gon’ snitch, they get hit in they arm
catch me a rapper and watch how i perform
smoking on lotti, this sh*t made me cough
jb bustin’, got it right from the store
take me the shot, when she open her jaws
catch me a opp, don’t panic, just score
with this .35, i feel like i’m thor (grrt, rrah)

[chorus: cj goon & sha ek]
how you every o shot, n*gga, who did you shoot? (yeah)
bap, you a b*tch and you like 5’2 (uh*huh)
back out the knocks and i’m ready to*
back out the knocks and i’m ready to oot (gang, gang, gang)
oy*ogz wit’ me, spinning through
bullets they hit him (don’t run), knock him out his shoes
tired of the talking, what is we gon’ do? (lotti)
tired of the talking, what is we gon’, look (grrt, rrah)
how you every o shot, n*gga, who did you shoot? (yeah)
bap, you a b*tch and you like 5’2 (uh*huh)
back out the knocks and i’m ready to*
back out the knocks and i’m ready to oot (gang, gang, gang)
oy*ogz wit’ me, spinning through
bullets they hit him (don’t run), knock him out his shoes
tired of the talking, what is we gon’ do?
tired of the talking, what is we gon’, look (boom, boom, boom)

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