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jay hound - wanted كلمات أغنية

[intro]
(armas)
(jellyy onnat)
like, like
like, like
like, word to bro, n_gga
(lonzy got that sh_t on lock)
better move, like
like
word to bro

[chorus]
i was down, that’s on bro i’ma get him
the force of this bullet might f_ck up his liver (like, like)
lil’ bro caught the tag on the opp, i was with him (i was with him)
the beam it had stuck to his shirt like a sticker (ttgz do hits)
brodie wanted, they said he a k!ller (he a k!ller)
downtown with some shooters, on bro them my n_ggas (like, like)
silencer on the gun like i hired a hitter (like i hired a hitter)
oh boy, he was limping, i think he got hit (ttgz do hits)
look, sweepers sweepin’, there’s no nothin’ bigger (no nothin’ bigger)
i start lookin’ for a plates like it’s dinner (like, like)
guns singin’ like bryson no tiller
they put stripes on my back when he thinkin’ ’bout tigger (when he thinkin’ ’bout tigger)

[verse]
i might slide through your block like a drive_thru
please don’t ask what i want
i put that order in, n_ggas come slide through
order complete, bullets straight through his front (bullets straight through his front)
he doubled back, but i think it’s a stunt (uh_huh)
he gon’ run when he hurt forrest gump
when boy got k!lled, all i seen was a dump
i be movin’ like trump, nothin’ bigger than trump (nothin’ bigger than us)
n_gga, please don’t get in my way and act stupid
that’s how a homie got hit
i ain’t catch me a case, so they think i don’t do sh_t (grrah, grrah)
you can ask bro, that’s on bro i was with it (grrah, grrah, boom)
little b_tch, i’m a demon
i was suited up on that block with my g, word to bro i was spinnin’ (like, like)
we was four deep in that v windows tinted (like, like)
if i roll down this window, you better start dippin’ (like word to bro)
better ask how i get, (uh_huh) boy, he was runnin’ a lot, but he tripped
tryna come over here, just go jump off a cliff (grrah, grrah)
gunpowder, he smell when he sniff
[chorus]
i was down, that’s on bro i’ma get him
the force of this bullet might f_ck up his liver (might f_ck up his liver)
lil’ bro caught the tag on the opp, i was with him (i was with him)
the beam it had stuck to his shirt like a sticker
brodie wanted, they said he a k!ller (he a k!ller)
downtown with some shooters, on bro them my n_ggas (on bro them my n_ggas)
silencer on the gun like i hired a hitter (like i hired a hitter)
oh boy, he was limping, i think he got hit
look, sweepers sweepin’, there’s no nothin’ bigger (there’s no nothin’ bigger)
i start lookin’ for a plates like it’s dinner (like it’s dinner)
guns singin’ like bryson no tiller (like, like)
they put stripes on my back when he thinkin’ ’bout tigger (like word to bro)

- jay hound

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