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black $neak - shoot lyrics

[intro]
travis on the track
yeah, yeah, yeah
ayy
yeah, ayy
over
cuz we shoot

[chorus]
shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot
don’t mess with my gang cuz we shoot, shoot
man this b-tch is so cute, cute
b-tch i’m the boss, you won’t dispute
ayy
we are gettin loot, loot
don’t mess with my gang cuz we shoot, shoot
man this b-tch is so cute, cute
b-tch i’m the boss, you won’t dispute
ayy
we are gettin loot, loot

[verse 1]
too young but independent
clip is extended
if you don’t respect guala then you’re suspended
they lookin at my sneaks
i’m lookin to the peaks
give her a money mix
then stretch her lips
oh no, she gonna throw
b-tch take it slow
such a f-ckin hoe
do anything for the dough
give me back the greens
before you see the submachines lil b-tch
yeah, ayy, ayy
don’t touch my hat
got new cozy flat
b-tch is gettin mad
shorty wanna roll but f-ck that
hey beauty shake that booty
wanna go out for smoothie
and by the way that’s not a question
man this girl is on fire
i can be with her but i don’t have desire
it’s like on a fest
when the hand is on the breast
the other day i’m on my way to la
don’t even argue with me
you have to obey
yeah, i’m a big baller
and i’m gettin dollars
babe let’s take a shower
maybe for an hour
ready to attack with the mac
give me back the packs or we’ll see your plaque
they be smokin weed
i be in the streets with jordans on my feet
if life’s a cake i won’t leave you slice
you f-ckin dyk-
with a bike
gave him a strike
just like mike

[bridge]
ayy
shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot

[verse 2]
why you always trippin
just put the clip in
and i’m never slippin
legend say respect the crippin
i’ll tell you what’s the deal
she’ll do anything for the bill
300 is the price, she take her clothes off
you talkin sh-t bout me, i brake your nose bro
get in the room
you hear the boom
and see the doom (you feel the doom bro, yeah, ayy, ayy)
i prefer chains over the strains
got sneakers in my veins
man the gang always gains
don’t mess with my gang cuz we shoot my brother
look what’s in my hand
now you want to hug your mother

[bridge]
yeah, yeah
go away, we shoot bro
yeah, aye

- black neak lyrics

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