| Eh, Eh, Eh, Eh, Eh, Eh, niggas duckin'
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| Eh, Eh, Eh, niggas runnin'
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| Eh, Eh, Eh
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| I ain’t even high, po' another ounce
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| Posted in the trap, hammers in the couch (in the rap wit' it)
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| Every nigga wit' me got a felony (every nigga wit' me)
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| Seen it all so what the fuck you tellin' me (fuck you tellin' me)
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| I seen a nigga get killed by his own cousin (own cousin)
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| These niggas tell
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| Still in the mix like it ain’t nothin' (the fuck is up)
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| I seen a nigga get shot with his own gun (sad story)
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| I seen a father turn jealous of they own son (sad story)
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| I seen niggas ride, I’ve seen niggas fall (I've seen 'em fall)
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| I seen niggas shoot, the same niggas told (same niggas told)
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| I’m on the front porch rolling up a Backwood (real talk)
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| And niggas blowin' up my jack cause the pack good (real talk)
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| Runnin' up a check all by fuckin' myself (by fuckin' myself)
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| I’m runnin' up a check
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| Don’t need no fuckin' help (don't need no fuckin' help)
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| She say «Retchy boy, you brazy boy, you somethin' else»
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| 400 for the belt, I’m just showing out (stuntin' nigga)
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| I don’t need no ice, I’mma sip it straight (sip it straight nigga)
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| Choppin' work on my momma dinner plate
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| I’m in that Uber servin' junkies (servin' junkies, yeah)
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| Pull up in that Uber sippin' muddy (I'm sippin' muddy)
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| I pass the tooly to my buddy (to my buddy)
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| Like you know what to do if shit get ugly (you know what to do)
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| I pass the tooly to my buddy (to my buddy)
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| Like you know what to do if shit get ugly
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| Shoot out (x8)
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| Niggas runnin'
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| Shoot out (x3)
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| Niggas duckin'
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| Shoot out (x3)
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| Niggas runnin'
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| Shoot out (x3)
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| Niggas duckin'
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| Shoot out (x3)
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| Niggas runnin'
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| Shoot out (x3)
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| Niggas duckin'
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| Shoot out (x4)
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| My bitch she always naggin
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| She won’t leave me 'lone (she won’t leave me 'lone)
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| I told her shut her mouth
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| I’m talkin' on the phone (bitch I’m talkin' money)
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| I got two guns on me nigga right now (nigga right now)
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| And nigga I ain’t lyin', you get locked down (you get hit)
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| 700 on the feet
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| That’s for no reason (that's for no reason)
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| Sellin' dope right up
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| Out the Fo' Seasons (out the Fo' Seasons)
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| Half a pint and some bands in that cup holder (swervin')
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| 40 in my lap get you fucked over (fucked up)
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| I fuck a bitch bumpin' Rich Gang (nigga Rich Gang)
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| Then pass it to the bro, bitch it’s switch gang
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| 0−7-6 I don’t switch gangs, it’s FA$TMONEY bitch
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| Ain’t shit change (ain't shit change)
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| Shoot out (x5)
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| Niggas duckin'
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| 0−7-6 I don’t switch gangs, it’s FA$TMONEY bitch
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| Ain’t shit change
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| Shoot out (x7)
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| Niggas runnin'
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| Shoot out (x3)
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| Niggas duckin'
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| Shoot out (x3)
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| Niggas bustin'
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| Shoot out (x3)
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| Niggas duckin'
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| Shoot out (x3)
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| Niggas runnin'
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| Shoot out (x3)
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| Niggas bustin'
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| Shoot out (x4) |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Shoot-Outs , by - Retch. Song from the album Lean & Neck, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп