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oxigang - shooter lyrics

[chorus: heartbreak bob]

d+mn, where my shooter?
god d+mn, where my shooter?
(shootx3)

d+mn, where my shooter?
gah d+mn, where my shooter?
(shootx3)

d+mn, don’t f++k with the fam
p+ssy ni++a ain’t with the fam
(shootx3)

d+mn, dont f+ck with the fam
p+ssy ni++ ain’t with the fam
(shootx3)

[verse 1: jo$$$e cha cha]
thirty round clip, bust
ain’t no trust
riding with work in the trunk
young ni++a stunt on the gang, get buck
i stuck my d++k in her b+tt
dripped in gucci, wet
& her p++sy, wet
load up the fye, bet a ni++a get split!
[verse 2: darksidedizzy]
look in my heart its corrupted by darkness
im paranoid tweaking, everyone is a target
im exhausted, im tired, i’m feeling lethargic
i pour some drank, roll some dank, stretch, & just spark it
that glass and that glamour ain’t appealing to me
my otmxindie$, we breathe loyalty
we pay lawyer fees, cause vice in these streets
we ain’t make it by ease, had to think on our feet

[chorus: heartbreak bob]

d+mn, where my shooter?
god d+mn, where my shooter?
(shootx3)

d+mn, where my shooter?
gah d+mn, where my shooter?
(shootx3)

d+mn, don’t f++k with the fam
p+ssy ni++a ain’t with the fam
(shootx3)

d+mn, dont f+ck with the fam
p+ssy ni++ ain’t with the fam
(shootx3)
[a. plus]
i be shooting, you can catch me in the gym
im the reaper ni++a, you can call me grim
going hard in the paint, with my ni++as otm
i be shooting like the clippers, and i think you need a trim
i be smoking on that hulk, bi++h you smoking tiny tim
got that outta sp+ce gas, call my plug invader zim
sawg is way above the rim, indie$ it’s a lot of them
you don’t wanna f++k with them, a. plus baby, i am him

[chorus: heartbreak bob]

[verse 4: quincelu]
say h+llo to my lil friend the shooter
tony montana, loaded with the freddy krueger
im with jo$$$e, bobby, a. plus, smoking buddah
got my spazz twin, darkside with the chupa
cabra, we got em shook, we got em going caca
que pasa, bullets dancing make em do the cha cha
spit lava, ni++as running loose like they was pasta
tu casa, run up on yo s++t like we the doctor, lu!

[chorus: heartbreak bob]

- oxigang lyrics

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