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kourokumura - shit to prove lyrics

[chorus: rhyan besco]
give me some f+cking room
i got some sh+t to do
he got some sh+t to prove
i got some sh+t to lose
every time you run your mouth
n+ggas run up on you
i’m great no kidding
who the f+ck is kidding you
give me some f+cking room
i got some sh+t to do
he got some sh+t to prove
i got some sh+t to lose
every time you run your mouth
n+ggas run up on you
big dog no kidding
who the f+ck is kidding you

[verse 1: kourok+mura]
i want the money and power but f+ck all the fame and the people that hate (yeah)
we got them glock and bands i promise all of my people they straight
always talk sh+t on the net but in person they be sweeter than cake
check your bank account before talking to me, i don’t really care what you say
all of my boys they clutchin’
don’t even sneeze get to dumpin’
we get you gone like nothin’
choppa go rara, sing like opera, shoot up your partner
get smoked like a rasta, pull up in coupe, you pull up impala
some of my boys got nun to lose but we all keep them tools
[chorus: rhyan besco]
give me some f+cking room
i got some sh+t to do
he got some sh+t to prove
i got some sh+t to lose
every time you run your mouth
n+ggas run up on you
i’m great no kidding
who the f+ck is kidding you
give me some f+cking room
i got some sh+t to do
he got some sh+t to prove
i got some sh+t to lose
every time you run your mouth
n+ggas run up on you
big dog no kidding
who the f+ck is kidding you

[verse 2: woodsordeath]
bang bang
turn em to a stain that’s on gang
open up his matta look like he had mange (bow) (uh, huh)
scary sight, that’s why we always keep a pipe
and it’s always loaded we don’t fight
i got a glock on my nightstand
loaded and waiting for you man
you go ahead bring your crew in
this .40 got 22 in it (bow, bow, bow)
one in the head
don’t slide on they block
cause they might tell the feds on us
and if he dead that’s us
i ain’t bring this glock to fuss
and if you dont give me no f+cking room
imma turn your stupid ass to dust (bow bow bow bow)

[verse 3: rhyan besco]
these games for hoe n+ggas
you play we ghost n+ggas
i came to bring the pain
and that’s for all n+ggas
te quiero
te quiero
uh
dinero
dinero
uh
you wasting my time
uh
chupa mi webos
uh
siéntate mijo
my ego is negro
his body is leaning
they calling him neo
so step aside before we take a stroll in this b+tch
give me some room like i just had to punch a hole in this b+tch
[chorus: rhyan besco]
give me some f+cking room
i got some sh+t to do
he got some sh+t to prove
i got some sh+t to lose
every time you run your mouth
n+ggas run up on you
i’m great no kidding
who the f+ck is kidding you
give me some f+cking room
i got some sh+t to do
he got some sh+t to prove
i got some sh+t to lose
every time you run your mouth
n+ggas run up on you
big dog no kidding
who the f+ck is kidding you

- kourokumura lyrics

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