| Right here next to me
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| I’m still in love with them niggas
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| They’re right here next to me
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| Bullets flyin', niggas dyin', homicide, families cry
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| The was lyin', left my side, that shit happen every time
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| Cross the line, chopper firin', all he know is slang some iron
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| I was living in a blind, God was steady sending signs
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| Wake up in the morning, I thank God for blessing me
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| The devil testing me, sittin' right here next to me
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| He on the left of me, he cut me deep, I steady bleed
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| They ask what’s goin' on, and I’m so wrong, this shit creep
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| To the patience, now I finally got my weight up
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| They hate us, mad at us, they got my cake up
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| They broke as fuck, they lookin' sad, they must ain’t ate enough
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| Them bitches slept on me too long, it’s time to wake 'em up
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| Mama taught me not to trust a soul, these niggas they gon' fold
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| OG’s told me 'fore you hit the road, make sure you grab the pole
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| Niggas changing on they brother, fall in love with these hoes
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| All you got is yourself, but that’s how this shit goes
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| Wait out back, bust his ass, toe tag, bodybag
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| Since he talkin' out his neck, leave him stretched where he at
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| Leave that nigga in the past, I bet he gon' be the last
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| Had to take a bloodbath and I can’t sleep on that
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| Bullets flyin', niggas dyin', homicide, families cry
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| The was lyin', left my side, that shit happen every time
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| Cross the line, chopper firin', all he know is slang some iron
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| I was living in a blind, God was steady sending signs
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| They was sending me signs
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| It was like Ray Charles when life was blind
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| I remember them times, sometimes I wanna press rewind
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| I’m drinking on wine, use double cup to ease my mind
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| They know what’s up, do this shit all the time
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| Shoot it out in public, we bust that iron
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| Bitch, we live like fuck it, one of a kind
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| I be on that up shit, y’all be on some fuck shit, so I don’t really trust shit
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| The game wasn’t treat me right, but I still was in love with the bitch
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| Sometimes I wasn’t eatin' at night, 'cause I was out thuggin' and shit
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| Gotta keep my heater tight, they wanna come step on me on sight
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| Never been scared, leave both of these right
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| They want me dead, won’t be tonight
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| Bullets flyin', niggas dyin', homicide, families cry
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| The was lyin', left my side, that shit happen every time
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| Cross the line, chopper firin', all he know is slang some iron
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| I was living in a blind, God was steady sending signs
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| Wasn’t treat me right, still in love with the bitch
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| Wasn’t treat me right, still in love with the bitch
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| Wasn’t treat me right, still in love with the bitch
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| Wasn’t treat me right, I’m still in love with the bitch
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| Homicide, homicide, niggas dyin', niggas dyin'
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| Homicide, homicide, niggas dyin', niggas dyin'
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| So why you lyin'? |
| Why you lyin'? |
| Stop cryin', stop cryin'
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| Why you lyin'? |
| Why you lyin'? |
| Stop cryin', stop cryin' |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Shots Fired , by - JayDaYoungan. Song from the album Endless Pain, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп