ru spits - you might get shot lyrics
[intro: danny, dj on point]
danny: these n-ggas’ sh-t ru, preschool bars you know?
on point: this sh-t right here, is called “you might get shot” featuring danny brown
shout out, to whole detroit!
[verse: danny]
and they b-ss ain’t sh-t, n-ggas in my face, like i owe ’em somethin’
n-ggas on my d-ck, thinkin’ that i’m rich, like “let me hold somethin’!”
i tell them “chill”, i ain’t icy, dawg, i ain’t stuntin’
get out my face, let me roll my weed, so i can smoke somethin’
i ain’t frontin’ for no tv’s, or no magazines
grippin’ on the wood cadillac, extra clean
n-ggas want to trip? load another magazine
gotta keep a few clips, just in case you n-ggas, want to take it to the extreme
but that’s okay, y’all don’t want no beef, anyway
plus y’all broke on the block n-gga, anyway
what you talkin’, you gon’ do? (pssf!) anyway
lob sh-t about rhyme, n-gga i’ll lay you down, anyday
so your best bet’s, just to ride off
took so much c0ke, that a dab will make you nod off
act hard, that’s drawn, n-ggas turn soft
same my name, your last turn, like earnhardt
[hook 2x: ru spits]
and don’t want beef, and you don’t wanna grind
you ain’t got the guts sucka, and i ain’t got the time (no!)
you might jacked (jack!), and you might get k!lled (what else!?)
you might get shot (chea!), when sh-t get real
[verse: ru spits]
step to ru sideways, you know the guns will blow
i never been a follower homie, i run these shows
i don’t pump no, i’d rather front the blow
it’s like y’all suffer from a disease, called “fronszalo”
yeah i’m crazy fam’, known to pack eagles
they talk tough, i roll up, then they catch amnesia
fake thugs, no love, get clapped when i see ya
i ain’t talkin’ about juice, when i sip from my squeeza
mozzarelli maker, lots of fetti chasing
i’m in the cl-ss of big boys, with the heavy paper
you wanna talk gangsta sh-t
until i blow holes, through ya handkerchief
cause the cannon throw rounds, that could sink the ship
and i’m known to black out, on any languages
like, “[? some african dialect he’s making sounds, idk]”
” [still have no idea what he is saying ?]” (what that mean?)
y’all already know, that i’m on my grind
this ain’t nothin’ motherf-cka, cause this year is mine
[hook 2x]
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