| I make o’shea do the money dance
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| I ain’t no gangster no blood or no crip
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| But I keep it concealed and I leave em in zips
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| Been resorting to wrist I can’t do no more lip, chip
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| These ain’t no timberlands
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| I see em choppin' I hear every bit
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| I keep up with the gangsters, bloods and the crips
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| I been manin' the weight like I captain the ships, bitch
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| We don’t do middle man
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| I ain’t no middle child
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| I know it’s been awhile
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| I got some paper I need to file
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| Ella gon see me my lawyer authentic it’s written and 14 shots to the dome with
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| the chrome change life for a nigga real quick
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| What would you do with a couple of bands that got orchestrated with some sticks
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| I’m killing your favorite rapper
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| Neighborhood trap with a g, no dugg
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| I gotta screen you actors
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| I don’t parlay when I be in the club
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| Thug, you ain’t no factor
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| She tryna fuck with me she think I’m the plug
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| God, I ain’t no capper
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| But leave me alone im a strapper
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| Fourth quarter imma tackle
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| Demon the tabernacle
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| Big willy, you ain’t gotta feel me leave 10% in the chapel
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| And that’s why we different, you talk, I don’t do much but listen
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| I understood how it’s written
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| I know what I’m getting, I had it all scripted
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| Ive given a clinic, with my independence
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| I’m back with vengeance
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| It ain’t no trial, it ain’t no error, know the finish
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| I don’t see where the problem at
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| I just be lookin like who boutta handle that
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| Put my lil baby in cardiac
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| Keep it in mind, don’t rewind if you slaughter that
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| Lil boat dont play with me
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| They used to stay with me
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| You did not see where I started at
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| I’m killing your favorite rapper
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| Neighborhood trap with a g, no dugg
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| I gotta screen you actors
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| I don’t parlay when I be in the club
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| Thug, you ain’t no factor
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| She tryna fuck with me she think I’m the plug
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| God, I ain’t no capper
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| But leave me alone im a strapper
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| She make o’shea do the money dance
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| She ain’t no gangster no blood or no crip
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| But she keep em concealed and she leave em in zips
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| Been resorting to wrists she can’t do no more lip, chip
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| These are no red bottoms
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| Fuck a oppa this choppa gonna have to be sprayed
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| I’ve had the beam I was making them plays
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| I’ve had the scope since back in the day
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| We don’t do middle man
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| I ain’t no middle child
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| I know it’s been awhile
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| I got some paper I need to file
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| Ella gon see me my lawyer authentic it’s written and 14 shots to the dome with
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| the chrome change life for a nigga real quick
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| What would you do with a couple of bands that got orchestrated with some sticks |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Killa Season , by - Jalen Santoy. Song from the album II Shepherds, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп