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bukshot - wrong one (remix) lyrics

[chorus 1: rittz]
somebody shoulda told you i’m the one (wrong one)
all fun and games until you see me with the shotgun (shotgun)
homie i’m the wrong one
the wrong one (wrong one), wrong one, wrong one
motherf+cker i’m the wrong one
the wrong one (wrong one), wrong one, the wrong one
motherf+cker i’m the wrong one

[verse 1: bukshot]
beating on my hundred round drum
bullet in the head and these people go dumb
seen a lot of f+ckboy sh+t where i’m from
backpack on and my uzi weighs a ton (weighs a ton)
sick of talking, time to pull it out and let it bang (bang)
never been a punk, i put that sh+t on everything (thing)
let ’em go, squeeze the trigger, leave ’em critical (cal)
they don’t even know they’re f+cking with a criminal (nal)
leave ’em in the river with the fish and crawdads
they will never say another word just like a ball+gag
embrace conflict, always down for combat
federal convict, b+tch you better fall back
ain’t n0body playing with ya, better get the picture
before the pump decides to roll just like a pack of critters
spraying everything down like a fire hose
leave these motherf+ckers looking like a side+show
[chorus 2: rittz]
somebody shoulda told you i’m the wrong one
f+ck around and you already know the outcome
all fun and games until you see me with the shotgun
and get to bucking on ’em f+ck it if the law come
homie i’m the wrong one
the wrong one
man you f+cking with the wrong one
the wrong one
motherf+cker i’m the wrong one
the wrong one
f+ck around and you’ll be long gone, long gone
better tell ’em i’m the wrong one

[verse 2: bukshot]
i’m a dreadnought, you’re a tugboat
do not trust me, i’m a cutthroat
you’re a little fish, i’m a mako
i’m a sith lord, i can make your brains float
i can fit a mossberg pump under my trench coat
other rappers hate and call me wack, i’ve been dope
lately i’ve been happy but it’s time to switch though
angry at the world, f+ck you and your kinfolk
the h+llion, come join the rebellion (the rebellion)
take your medicine, invade you with some aliens (some aliens)
got the sawed off for b+tches tryna pop off (pop off)
throw the molotov, run before the cop’s called (called)
you could run up on me but i’ll put you down
will never see me on the surface cause i’m underground
got the heat and got the pool, about to lose my cool
bucking like a bull with rage and you’re expendable
[chorus 2: rittz]
somebody shoulda told you i’m the one
f+ck around and you already know the outcome
all fun and games until you see me with the shotgun
and get to bucking on ’em f+ck it if the law come
homie i’m the wrong one
the wrong one
man you f+cking with the wrong one
the wrong one
motherf+cker i’m the wrong one
the wrong one
f+ck around and you’ll be long gone, long gone
better tell ’em i’m the wrong one (wrong one)

[verse 3: lyte]
live in the moment since birth ho, y’all tell me put in that work flow
hit ’em with a shotty in the body
motherf+ckin’ take an eyeball, put ’em in the earth ho
get murked for claiming the purp dro, poppin’ a perc ho
get hurt when i put ’em in a heart+shaped box with a shotgun just like kurt co
bain! that solo, that f+ckboy sh+t is a no go
at the crime scene leave my logo, motherf+cker that’s my star, free promo
so know who you’re f+ckin’ with
sk!llet so hot that i’m needin’ an oven mitt, get me the rubber grip
i’m on some other sh+t high as a mothership
k!ll ’em like revenant, you can just celebrate
my soldiers snap, put a wrench on me, that’s shoulder strap
pull it back, light up your whole cul+de+sac
the wrong one, someone should have told you that
and what not lyte, rittz, and bukshot
like f+ck cops when you see us, cards will
murk your ass for a bar sale, monstar raise all h+ll
so when we spray gon’ f+ck what you say homes
better go hard or else i never break phones
better stay home, run up, gun up, gun up, just like a payphone
i don’t play no games, motherf+cker
don’t test me, my nerves are very
thin
we are carryin’ the monstar barbarians
[chorus 2: rittz]
somebody shoulda told you i’m the one
f+ck around and you already know the outcome
all fun and games until you see me with the shotgun
and get to bucking on ’em f+ck it if the law come
homie i’m the wrong one
the wrong one
man you f+cking with the wrong one, the wrong one
motherf+cker i’m the wrong one, the wrong one
f+ck around and you’ll be long gone, long gone
better tell ’em i’m the wrong one (wrong one)

- bukshot lyrics

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