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nr3 - who shot ya lyrics

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[verse: nr boor]
i got shot 9 times and i ate it (and i ate it)
same n+gga shot me, didn’t make it (n+gga dead)
smokin xans got me higher than a sp+ceship (i’m high as sh+t)
get his ass, he try to run then we gon’ chase him
brodie slime n+gga shot me tried to hide (tried to hide)
i took 9 from a .40 i could’ve died
big and [?] in a hit get you fried
last 2 n+ggas tried to play they in the sky
get you smoked n+gga
n+ggas tried to k!ll me but they choked n+gga
we got plenty shots so what you want n+gga
it only took 2 weeks to get em gone n+gga (sh+t was easy)
.30 spinned they block and got to breezing
quanny lost 10 racks but he ain’t need it
i watched brodie run up 50 sh+t was easy
last n+gga tried to play we had to leave him
[verse: ot7 quanny]
real trapper yeah i’m bustin drills right out the window
ion know him he keep tellin all the b+tches he my kinfolk
we spin yo block y’all n+ggas better duck and better get low (better get low)
i got plenty hoes that do whatever when i say “go” (when i say go)
b+tch i’m a bull ask about me on the north side
keep a glock just in case a n+gga want get deep fried
two b+tches i got one of ’em on each side
b+tch we got deals that we turn down like three times
ain’t no tellin how i’m coming b+tch i do this
we got glocks that hold like 30 shots, you ain’t stupid
bro took like 9 shots that sh+t was nothing
yeah, it’s time to ball
i told big bro “we need a bucket”
f+ck this b+tch and pass her to my man that sh+t is nothing
we don’t go nowhere without them glocks you know they coming
told this b+tch “don’t book me for a show, can’t bring my gun in”
why you runnin?
now that boy need go fronting

[verse: lil na]
we catch more bodies than a f+cking cheerleader
the cops asking questions ima turn into a cricket
did my first drill with the pack, 5 was tweakin
all month i been quarantine getting racks
ran up like a dub lost a dub then got it back
boor and quanny play with ps
i got grass like a barn
i gotta pay the bills full cons think i’m a star
ima get that deal with no remorse
i told meek we need 100k, 10 chains and 20 glocks
i was signed to the streets before this ain’t what chu want
last n+gga play they put him in the sky like a blunt
in the city all my hoes 101
opps said i’m lucky that they wasn’t strapped
why you out here playin games?
n+gga this ain’t xbox
your head shot you blew it boy
you better not blow your next shot
trappin and i’m rapping
i know ima make it far
watch em out
we got more shots than a f+cking bar
bros gon’ clear it out
bang on sh+t, kareem abdul jabbar
we doing tricks like it’s x games
they asking questions bout them bodies we ain’t saying names

- nr3 lyrics

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