| UH, uh, one shot to your dome pow!
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| Yeah, can ya stand it?
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| This for your boy Snoop Doggy Doggy Doggy Dogg… Doggy Dogg
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| Can ya stand it?
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| Lyrocks
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| Yeah…
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| It’s that crip nigga, quick hit em with my dick
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| Spit with a big shit, kick a nigga
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| Get wit a nigga quick shit
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| Bitch, now can you picture me jokin?
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| I bang 47th street, bitch I keep it loccin
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| And all around the world, I leave my enemies broken
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| Like toot, toot, toot, you hear their families hopin
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| With tooooot, death is all I got to give
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| I said my name is One Shot Kill not One Shot Live
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| And all ya muthafuckas got to go
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| ?? |
| haven’t got the chance to flow
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| Hit a muthafucka with a gangsta flow
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| ?? |
| prank to though
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| Have you ever shot a nigga befo'? |
| No!
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| Have you ever killed a nigga befo'? |
| No!
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| And I’ma take yo lil ass to the movies to ?? |
| Part 4
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| I flip four cases of noodles on moral
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| And nobody had to give me shit when I was in Paso
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| G might kick a nigga in, even though he was from the Brimms
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| Now I’m rolling with triple gold rims, eatin shit and Eminems/M&Ms
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| You’s a muthafuckin character I buried ya
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| Knew you was scared, nigga scary us
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| They got my area
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| Fashion gangbangas with the part but can’t play the role
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| When it’s all said and done I’ma be left with these streets in my soul
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| Which one of ya’ll tricks wanna test this?
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| Young, dumb and I’m restless
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| You hide from me when you throw parties and never make ya guest list
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| You’s a character you fake gangbangin clown
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| And the homies and cuz’s would tear this muthafucka down, RIGHT NOW!
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| Now, my khakis always fit me
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| Don’t want no funk, you scared to squabble with me
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| I’m the hardest on dry land and even you see that
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| Catch him with 11 thou on the +Baby Boy+ movie set
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| I approached like «We need to holla» and he tucked his tail
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| Cus this bitch lanky nigga knew he can’t fuck with Fel
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| Ya see even you know what type a nigga you was facin
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| Tryin to leave and hurry up and get to the next location
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| Tryin to jump me but I knew to grab his cold ass nigga
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| A 40s cuz? |
| I’ma about to meatball that nigga
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| Beg me to sign to ya label, nigga but keep tryin though
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| Had his perm fucked leanin to the side like Lionel
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| You’s a muthafuckin character I buried ya
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| Knew you was scared, nigga scary us
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| They got my area
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| Fashion gangbangas with the part but can’t play the role
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| When it’s all said and done I’ma be left with these streets in my soul
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| Now he’s mad security cus I put hands on his soft dude
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| No I got scrathes on my neck from niggas pullin me off you
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| I’m quick to kick up dust, bustin and cussin like a sailor
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| Beat you out your Chuck Taylors, bring your bitch ass up out the trailer
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| I’m a thoroughbred born to lock up, I don’t care none
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| I’m callin you all kinds a bitches while screamin that you’s a fair one
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| Sorry ass got his ?? |
| screamin all that crip shit
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| Punk scary ass police done went 'n mess my nigga Biskit
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| Tryin to act like you don’t know where I’m ridin, nigga stop
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| Goin the Last Meal this muthafucka stealin Crip Hop
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| Bitin ass nigga, knowin he about to come up short
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| The street and all made this shit up and 40 basketball court
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| Be a man bitch don’t snitch or on sight you’ll get dumped
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| And got beef tucked all over the hump ya fuckin punk
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| You can’t fuck with this flow I keep it steady mayn
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| And tell that bitch nigga Kokane he Eddie Cane
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| I still got it
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| You’s a muthafuckin character I buried ya
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| Knew you was scared, nigga scary us
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| They got my area
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| Fashion gangbangas with the part but can’t play the role
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| When it’s all said and done I’ma be left with these streets in my soul |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song You's A Character, artist - Jayo Felony. Album song Crip Hop, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп