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kiing shooter – intro lyrics

i ain’t ever asked for help or a handout
hit the block and tell the fiends i got the grams now
couple n-gg-s ain’t like it because i stand out
he told me go get my brother almost got man down
that’s the day the n-gg-s lurked i wasn’t playin’ round
me and hubble on bompton i had to stand my ground
big pad on my hand how dare you say it now
first time i seen a grown man break down
i was only 14 they had him scared of me
they knew his life was in my hands and i ain’t care about it
but he ain’t know my mother died and i was going through it
he ain’t know that gun jammed when i was trynna shoot him
i think god saved him or it might be luck
but me and jesus both know that i ain’t give a f-ck
i a shed a tear when it ain’t fire so i walked off
came back with another one and now he wanna talk
i sat there listening thinkin’ i should k!ll him
or maybe i’m just bugging am i in my feelings
hubble told me i was wildin’ he ain’t worth it n-gg-
lets just smoke in the building and sell this work my n-gg-
couple years later i got jammed up
50 boulders in my pocket with no way to run
thinkin’ f-ck it ima fight him till he drew his gun
now i’m sittin’ in some cuffs on a rikers bust
my b-tch was out there f-ckin’ had me going crazy
i came home in 9 months she had a f-ckin’ baby
i went right back to jail i couldn’t do probation
thought i was doing time for her n-gg- you f-cking crazy
i came home had a little jail wait
me and tookie out there wildin’ caught another case
then i got shot 5 times i couldn’t catch a break
so if you run up on me wrong i ain’t gon’ hesitate
banging since a youngin’ we was known for thuggin’
you won’t see me in that club if i can’t get a gun in
you can stop with all that subbing we can meet in public
n-gg-s act like they be thuggin’ till we catch them clubbing
all that tough sh-t out the window everybody runnin
shots went through his back a few came out his stomach
too much blood was on that scene it made his sister vomit
i’m from cop k!ller queens you better keep a gun here

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