| Blrrrd, blrrrd, blrrrd
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| Lookin' for my man, couldn’t send no one to whack him
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| (Once again, I’m locked in with TP, we finna make a hit)
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| Couldn’t send no one to whack him, I couldn’t send no one to whack him
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| Ayy, Big Shiesty like another rapper, go
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| Ayy, I went lookin' for my own man, couldn’t send no one to whack him (Send no
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| one to whack him)
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| We caught his ass by the church, left him fixed up for the pastor (For the
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| pastor)
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| That pussy knew his time was comin', they found his ass with a bible (With a
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| bible)
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| Ain’t no way he thought he was gon' get away, this chopper grabbed him (Chopper
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| grabbed him)
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| And I just ordered me that brand new SRT, but I want faster (But I want
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| somethin' faster)
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| I put my new ho on a leash, had to lock her in 'fore I pass her (Pass her)
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| My Russian Drac' don’t miss a beat, no wheezin', it don’t got asthma (No asthma)
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| This rapper got a killstreak, it ain’t been five months since my last one (I'm
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| still slidin', blrrrd)
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| It ain’t been five months since my last one (Know I’m still slidin')
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| I got the baddest ho with me, but I’ma pass her (You know she fine)
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| Fast forward, now you see me on your plasma screen (Time flyin')
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| F&N or twin Glock 19s with the blue beam (Blrrrd)
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| Bitch, I’m Big CEO Shiesty, no checkin' me, what you mean? |
| (Huh?)
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| Little nigga, biggest Glock, I made everybody come clean
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| Them green tips caught him up in his head, now we see what he think
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| He wasn’t too loud, didn’t make a scene
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| This bitch died before he could blink (Blrrrd, blrrrd, blrrrd, no blinkin')
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| This bitch died before he could blink (Blrrrrd)
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| Go and make a crime scene if you wanna get with the team (For thirteen)
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| Watch my cup when you step, that’s like five hundred worth of lean (Big drank)
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| Watched 'em die out with 12 (12), send a prayer, up the beam (P-I-P the beam,
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| real beam)
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| Send a prayer, up the beam (Go)
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| Died on the side of me, he overdosed on an RP (On God)
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| On God, I shed a tear every time I think 'bout T the P (P)
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| But no, I won’t display my feelings, that’s another side of me (No)
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| How soon I make it, that shit happen, man, this shit feel make-believe (Man)
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| Ever since then, I ain’t been happy and I got all of this cheese
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| I can’t even enjoy it (No)
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| New Glocks up on my hip, every day, I’m ready to blow it (Blrrrd, blrrrd)
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| They keep blamin' me for bodies, what, I’m just 'posed to ignore it?
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| Gotta see who in them cars, always clutchin', I’m paranoid (I'm 'noid)
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| Ain’t nothin' like these other rappers, I’m really gon' blow it (Blow it)
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| This AK got a nine-inch blade, this bitch a sword (Blrrrd, blrrrd)
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| Ayy, I went lookin' for my own man, couldn’t send no one to whack him (Big
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| Blrrrd)
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| We caught his ass by the church, left him fixed up for the pastor
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| That pussy knew his time was comin', they found his ass with a bible
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| Ain’t no way he thought he was gon' get away, this chopper grabbed him (Blrrrd) |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song No Chorus , by - Pooh Shiesty. Song from the album Shiesty Season, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп