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spinabenz - shoot it out lyrics
it ain’t sh_t to shoot it out
we on shane ass, he like mookie wreckin’ out
treyd head got smoked, then they walked lil’ cracka down
bibby ain’t have no face g3 b_tch ass ducking down
petey in that grass, acting lost then he got found
charles, don’t say sh_t, this scope make him look like a clown
he don’t wanna be next so his b_tch ass outta town
bro just caught the fully. b_tch it got a hunnid rounds
i might crash in traffic, smoking mookie out the pound
ay (ay) he looking for his hoe, that b_tch just love poundtown
f_ck what you did back in the day, what the f_ck you doing now
don’t listen to them n_gga music you wanna hear how clowns sound
ay, stfu if you ain’t tryna up the score (f_ck n_gga)
tezmond hopping, man that n_gga he a hoe (he a b_tch)
him and rick some b_tches, taking pictures by the store
last stupid ass n_gga did that sh_t got smoked
ay, d_mn curt, you ain’t gon’ slide ’bout your brother (d_mn)
guess you just like foolio when he ain’t slide ’bout his mother, b_tch
out of line in my rocks that sh_t just ain’t me
i leave a n_gga on apr just like they left lil’ treyd
ay, and we known for spinning ’round (skrr)
caught him on the e_way had his b_tch ass spinning out (fup_fup_fup)
nascar, fast car, had his old ass ducking down (skrr)
bleed a n_gga block, this choppa hold a hunnid rounds (brr)
treyd was on the air, that mean they caught him out of bounds
we don’t duck sh_t, b_tch we spray full auto rounds
(they caught bibby, he like ricky leaking on the ground)
they caught teki, he like bibby, put like fifty in that clown
(ay ay [?] bring him out)
(you can’t duck the smoke, left his b_tch ass in the clouds)
whole lot of shots, we double back and run it out
can’t wait to catch that dyk_ b_tch i’m a_put it in her mouth
n_gga speaking on my bs, who is doloo (who that is)
mr won’t_stop_at_red_lights_no_mo’ (gang)
i’m cold_cut, soldier slim, i got my .44 (brr)
i’m getting money, but i still pull up and kick tho
i’m 5’9″ but my fully this b_tch .64 (on god)
they smoking bibby, teks and 8 this sh_t big smoke (d_mn n_gga)
trap house open all night, this sh_t like cristo’s
i don’t beat women but [?] (b_tch, ay)
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