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lil zay osama - shooters lyrics

[chorus: li’ zay osama]
same n+ggas i grew up now i’m having shootouts with
out there with them ops you get it to i don’t care who you is
we don’t f+ck with you you f+ck with dude nem we into it with
know you ain’t no k!ller steady telling me about who you k!ll
same b+tches f+cking gang f+cking on all the opps
last n+gga play with us got smoked go ask all the ops
city drown guns but somehow we up on the glocks
friendly ass n+gga gon’ get smoked he trusting all the bops

[verse 1: li’ zay osama]
that n+gga in my city with that bl!ck
on them mirrors under tint
same b+tches brother brought on me doing d+ck
with the ops taking pics you an opp think you sl!ck?
can’t come around you with that sh+t catch you with them you getting bl!cked
she f+cking a lame and a n+ggas broke ain’t gеt no money
foe nem took thеy chain and they know lil foenem k!lled they homie
same n+ggas ain’t do sh+t to us them n+ggas p+ssy
wanna k!ll me n+gga book me, n+ggas ain’t gon’ do sh+t to me

[bridge: lil’ zay osama]
i been with that shooter
i been with that shooter
i been with that shooter
shooter+er+er+er
[chorus: li’ zay osama]
same n+ggas i grew up now i’m having shootouts with
out there with them ops you get it to i don’t care who you is
we don’t f+ck with you you f+ck with dude nem we into it with
know you ain’t no k!ller steady telling me about who you k!ll
same b+tches f+cking gang f+cking on all the opps
last n+gga play with us got smoked go ask all the ops
city drown guns but somehow we up on the glocks
friendly ass n+gga gon’ get smoked he trusting all the bops

[verse 2: doe boy]
we don’t let sh+t fly no
we just let sh+t die
ain’t it crazy how we wet his block and left it dry?
i can’t leave without my glock, yeah i need it by my side
he was sposed to aim at me must be beefing with the sky
he was spose to keep his pipe must ain’t care about his life
give no f+ck about who you is i’ll go to war with jesus christ
pull up shootin’ broad day we don’t need to creep at night
blow your brains all on your bed b+tch i make sure your sleeping tight
he was sleeping on the kid so i had to tuck him in
these drugs make my f+cking head spin
we just spinned his block and we gon’ slide again
might go dig up von grave so he can die again

- lil zay osama lyrics

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