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kap gang - bloody shotz lyrics

[intro]
three body shots at yo’ b-tch yah, sippin’ true ocean blue like a [?]
yah. shoot the shots six o’clock count yo’ sh-t yah. grab that hoe bust him out, than i dip yah’. i got the b-tch in a rave, i got that b-tch [?] wet yah’. grabing that hoe from the south, never i break a sweat. all of my n-gga’s they gucci i put that hoe on a jet yah. all of my n-gga’s they do it, do i all right for the set yah. hoe you trip wait trip and make it [?] yah. i [?] wait b-tch make it pop yah

[verse 1]
three shots through your head make that body drop. call me berry alan, ’cause i’m running from the [?] no b no c only dd. got [?] i said f-ck, we took your b-tch, got a problem i’mma slap you with the clip. bloddy shotz at you man. right left i’mma drop you like a xana, at your door like diliver, riding with my n-ggas we come [?] on the trigger at your door like (hi how are you)

[outro]
bloddy shotz at your brain make your head fall shoot the shots at the body but the head gone. get a [?] shoot the crew, wahch that set fall
three shots in your head, make that body drop. call me berry alan’cause i’m running from the [?]. i said f-ck

- kap gang lyrics

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