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ybr ajay - 50 shots lyrics
{intro}
50 shots, yeah n_gga, ybr sh_t
mechi on this b_tch, f_ck u talkin’ bout
yeah, yeah
{chorus: ybr ajay}
50 shots up out this choppa boy, don’t you play with me
(don’t you play with me) i ain’t tryna meet no where, i pull up where you stay on me (pull up where you stay on me)
i got a glock 19, double d, and it got a red beam (red beam)
i’m tryna kick me a door, like my name was bruce lee (bruce lee)
n_gga said he wanted smoke, so you know i gave him the beef
(gave him the beef) the last n_gga played with us, left that boy up on a tee (left em’ on a tee)
blue flag up on my left, so you know i’m bangin’ c
(crip, crip, crip, crip,) b_tch said she ain’t f_ckin’
so you know she had to leave
{vеrse 1: ybr ajay}
n_gga said i was a b_tch
n_gga who? (huh) n_gga me? (huh) n_gga her? (huh)
n_gga hе? (huh) n_gga she? (huh) (yeah) what you mean? (yeah)
imma g, imma p, the opp play (d.i.e)
50 shots in his head put em’ where? 6 feet deep (brrt)
impact on a n_gga, turn his ass into a dancer
who want the smoke? b_tch i swear i’m causing cancer
momma said “boy you is not gangster”
i bet i’ll get a n_gga a 50 piece like imma hitta’ (brrt)
n_gga tried and play he got beat, no b_tch in my system
if the b_tch ain’t f_cking, i just f_ck up on her sister
and if you tryna send me up, we gon’ show you what these guns for
50 shots up out this choppa, yeah we really had to bleed em’
my n_gga had a scope hit from deep, cause he got that range
while i’m just shooting, and it hit his brain cause i got aim
white tee turned red, leave that boy with a stain
n_gga we ain’t never playin’, this sh_t ain’t no game
{chorus: ybr ajay}
50 shots up out this choppa boy, don’t you play with me
(don’t you play with me) i ain’t tryna meet no where, i pull up where you stay on me (pull up where you stay on me)
i got a glock 19, double d, and it got a red beam (red beam)
i’m tryna kick me a door, like my name was bruce lee (bruce lee)
n_gga said he wanted smoke, so you know i gave him the beef
(gave him the beef) the last n_gga played with us, left that boy up on a tee (left em’ on a tee)
blue flag up on my left, so you know i’m bangin’ c
(crip, crip, crip, crip,) she said that she ain’t f_ckin’
so you know she had to leave
{verse 2: prodbymechi}
b_tch ain’t suckin’ d_ck, you know she got to leave
i pull out the glock, and imma lay off 33 (boom, boom)
d_ck all in her mouth, the definition of a p
if i shoot you in you sh_t you gon’ bleed where i bleed (suuwoo)
im gon’ go f_ck all on your hoe, d_ck all in her sh_t
imma pass it straight to the gang, d_ck all in your b_tch
loaded up the chops, bodies gon slide, buss all in your sh_t
runnin’ through your house, come back, b_tch come get your sh_t
(come back)
your homie lacking in a ally, that’s another l!ck
imma make your b_tch get on her knees, hoe come suck this d_ck
you can bring your friend, she l!ck the b_lls, you can suck the tip
(tip)
you run up on me, and tryna swing and imma buss his lip[?]
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