| I was sittin' in the trenches with my niggas
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| And I know them niggas gon' ride until the wheels fall off 'cause them my dogs
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| And I’ll knock one of y’all niggas off about my dog
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| So when you see them in the street know them my dogs
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| Ride 'til the wheels fall off (ride 'til the wheels fall off)
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| I was sittin' in the trenches with my niggas
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| And I know them niggas gon' ride until the wheels fall off 'cause them my dogs
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| And I’ll knock one of y’all niggas off about my dog
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| So when you see them in the street know them my dogs
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| Ain’t playin' with these niggas, we shot callin'
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| Big ballin', nigga we ball like Spalding
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| We ain’t playin' with no opps, we straight off 'em
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| And a nigga get straight to the business
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| I ran up a milly off a pretty penny
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| And I dropped down to my knees and thanked God we really winnin'
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| Yeah yeah, yeah yeah
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| PFK be the realest, no switching up
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| And I ain’t need no lucky charm 'cause I had luck
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| Really slapped mine on these niggas, I’m havin' that fetty
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| We don’t do no drive-by, nigga we walk up and get it
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| If Thug send the word, he know I’ma go and get it, yeah
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| Sellin' them bags of midget
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| Bro I’m sellin' that gas, no really, yeah
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| And Melly sittin' in them trenches
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| I pull up the Bentley, right in the trenches
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| I told him straight up that he the realest
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| And he the realest, I really did it
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| I sold a thousand pounds of midget in the kitchen
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| I really did it, yeah
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| I was sittin' in the trenches with my niggas
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| And I know them niggas gon' ride until the wheels fall off 'cause them my dogs
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| And I’ll knock one of y’all niggas off about my dog
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| So when you see them in the street know them my dogs
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| Ain’t playin' with these niggas, we shot callin'
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| Big ballin', nigga we ball like Spalding
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| We ain’t playin' with no opps, we straight off 'em
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| And a nigga get straight to the business
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| I ran up a milly off a pretty penny
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| And I dropped down to my knees and thanked God we really winnin'
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| Yeah yeah, yeah yeah
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| Gang authentic (gang)
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| Head of my gang, lieutenant (hey)
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| Straight from the Nawf, tryna get it (Nawf)
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| Three young niggas, yeah we winnin' (woo, woo)
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| Remember when the back end wasn’t that big but a nigga had to split it (we had
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| to split it)
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| Murk in the feds, got caught with a SIG and it cost two-fifty (quarter ticket)
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| Ain’t no switchin'
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| Them my dogs, they bite, they vicious (urr, urr)
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| Private jet with the revolver, stay on my pivot (bah bah bah)
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| Pray to God 'cause I can’t get caught with this pistol (no)
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| Big boy missiles (missiles)
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| Niggas trained to kill when I whistle (hey)
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| Big ball, big ballin'
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| I’ma big dog, lil doggy
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| Your bitch can’t keep her lips off me
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| I just can’t see myself fallin'
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| Can’t see myself fallin'
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| I’ma ball like I’m James Harden
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| Ball like my name Jordan
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| Balmain jeans on me
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| Uh, I’ma put some change on me
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| You ain’t gon' never see where it came from
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| You ain’t gon' never say where I can’t come
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| You ain’t gon' never ever flame nothin'
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| Uh, I’ma be the same one
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| I ain’t gon' never ever change nothin'
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| I ain’t gon' never give the game up
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| We won’t let the money change us
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| I was sittin' in the trenches with my niggas
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| And I know them niggas gon' ride until the wheels fall off 'cause them my dogs
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| And I’ll knock one of y’all niggas off about my dog
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| So when you see them in the street know them my dogs
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| Ain’t playin' with these niggas, we shot callin'
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| Big ballin', nigga we ball like Spalding
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| We ain’t playin' with no opps, we straight off 'em
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| And a nigga get straight to the business
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| I ran up a milly off a pretty penny
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| And I dropped down to my knees and thanked God we really winnin'
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| Yeah yeah, yeah yeah |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Shot Caller, artist - Marlo. Album song The Real 1, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп