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​funeral - ​don't get shot lyrics

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lil’ b+tch it’s up, yuh
what you tryna front, uh
get yo’ ass up out my house
before i grab that gun
see the police, you don’t run
you got a minute, you better start running
‘cus if i pull up you know i’m up to something
i see that lil’ b+tch and my choppa start jumping
i see that lil’ b+tch and my shotty start pumping
i see lil’ f+cker, i’m shooting that sh+t up
he f+ck around, get his wrist cut
put a band on his head, i’m a rich f+ck
i get one to the spine, leave his ass stuck
don’t get shot, yeh, let his body rot, okay
mama seen i caught another body, don’t know what to say
don’t get shot, yeh, let his body rot, okay
mama seen i caught another body, don’t know what to say

wait, don’t call 12, yuh
i can’t do no cell, yuh
call them f+cking pigs
and i might send they ass to h+ll, yuh
you know i’m for real, yuh
please don’t tell, yuh
i might k!ll myself
to see some bad b+tches in h+ll, yuh
can’t rest in pеace, know his b+tch finna rest with me
b+tch won’t stop tеxting me
my enemy, no recipe to ending me
what the f+ck is she sending me
f+ck 12, not ending me
f+ck 12, no friend of me
he talk with the jakes
and he think he still gon’ be friends with me

don’t get shot, yeh, let his body rot, okay
mama seen i caught another body, don’t know what to say
don’t get shot, yeh, let his body rot, okay
mama seen i caught another body, don’t know what to say



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