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rns - headshot scarz lyrics

(intro)
don’t make us start wervin, and b-tch we screamin’ “kk”
lil ron better use his head ‘for i blow it off like dayday

verse 1 (shooter tae)
chop wit a banana , wrapped wit a bandana
this chop ain’t no slammer, and it’s gon make sure the job handled
ima blow him out like candles, choppa flash like cameras
go into wit the wop and leave them body parts dismantled
i ain’t shootin sh-t? well i guess i gotta show n-ggas
theres 50 shots in my cloak, and ima aim it at yo n-gga
this chop , got nice grip, and it spit, like a slow n-gga
and we hop outta that whip and pull a run-down on a sco n-gga
we glocked up wit that plastic, all my ru’s we savage
shooter gon do damage , herb gon end up in that casket
you lookin for me, but know where im at
shootin sh-t, i been inna dat
by the gun, yeah i live by that
so best believe ima die by that
and ain’t no coppin please, this sh-ts real
i been in the field, you started beef wit a ru n-gga and this sk gon finish it
dont make us start swervin, and b-tch we screamin “kk”
lil ron better use his head ‘for i blow it off like dayday
behind me is them crip n-ggas, ak’s wit long clip n-ggas
never had no pick n-ggas , them keep one in the d-ck n-ggas
i was raised in them projects, walk around wit heavy objects
russian nine and the small tec, them trapper n-ggas gave em all that

verse 2 (rns)
studyin my target got they pic sittin on the dresser
listen to my profesor, i was in the lab like dexter
life startin to harden, so hard gotta apply pressure
gotta keep me a .40 cuz these streets hotter than a desert
and a spin bin, ak got a mule kick, and i hold that thing like a poolstick
be the same n-ggas yall went to school wit
cuz i gotta teach em on some school sh-t
us young n-ggas is foolish, tell that n-gga we ain’t to be fooled wit
ain’t goin for none of that bullsh-t
i been buckin guns since 13, this my 4th year of my career
screamin “ru!” when i ride by, ain’t no n-gga that i fear
hit the club wit my jewelry on, bet every b-tch in here stare
10 hoes wanna lap dance me everytime i sit in a chair
bricks sittin by the boatload, so they comin in oversh0r-
you in the mall, buyin clothes of that sh-t i already wore
you need big chops and big glocks if you plan on goin to war
flakay, got that ak and he shootin tryna score
in ’09 , had to get mine , i was trappin in front of that store
feedin that poor, and they always came back for more
in my traphouse every n-gga got a ch0r-
and we keep the biggest guns by the door

verse 3 (sevenru)

got army guns like mayday
leave a n-gga spanked like dayday
5 face shots like laylay, my young n-ggas dont play games
k!llers goin to ham
back shots ,like rim
mack shots, no deal
hope these sco n-ggas dont tell
might hop out that whip, pull a run down on kizzy
might run down on flizzy, ask craig mack bout swizzy
got 30 shots in this gg, better take off when you see me
hollow tips on me, extra clips on me, cuz k!llin me ain’t easy
shooter tae got the nina, turn animal to a cheetah
these b-tches dont believe us, these n-ggas duck when they see us
ima hop out on a yo, gunna ace on go
hot peeps gon blow, these n-ggas just dont know
go twon wit the roof, mack ain’t gon shoot
hop out wit that bag on what you lil n-ggas gon do
these hoe n-ggas ain’t tough, weed gon get trumped
leave his -ss wit bout 2 shots, but that headshot leave him slumped
and my n-ggas got that chop,you know i got that gwap
run up on me get popped, all i throw is headshots

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