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rylo rodriguez - headshots lyrics

[chorus]
headshots for my enemies. i been talking to demons them boys want smoke they must be going through chemo
we gone do them like cancer we don’t got no answers when we see them we blow
know his big brother like my big homie i gotta k!ll them both
grab him up on camera and make him bleed like my young n-gga did
cause i think about that sh-t at times when i see my n-ggas kid, and i think about that sh-t at times when i see they mama face
make me wanna catch a case just like an iphone 8
if i shoot you in the leg i love you cause i’m bout (headshots for my enemies)

[verse 1]
you woulda seen the day that i’ma wait till they heart stop beating
he brought a stethoscope i’ma put it on his chest while he laid out bleeding
if i found out by mistake got me wanting to beef with accidents
lil eddide might come straight through ya door like he pay half the rent
f-cked me over when he died doing that sh-t
d-mn lil monster, f-cked me over when he died on that l!ck
jojo was off, and he’d never get tired of robberies
wish i coulda told him the last one sour gone end up in the pen
even though i told her lil head the best she ain’t hear from me again
all my glocks them hoes got d-cks i don’t know if they gotta pee again, swear to god i never have to p-ss again he wonder probably catch eyes with us
i know if he see us before they do we gone smoke every n-gga riding with ya
they k!lled my dawg i’ma murk like three of theirs we ain’t never getting even
this sh-t on sight we don’t wait for night we pull up shooting in the evening
i’ma make this young hoe set him up and when he text her come see me
he open the door we wipe his nose that lil boy never was sneezing i’m talmbout

[verse 2]
i’m talmbout headshots to my enemies or headshots to my friend
stab me in my back so many times should i let him slide again
that young n-gga went and caught him a body now he can’t wait to ride again
the lil one gone keep promoting violence till they hide him in the pen
(we want murder, murder, murder. we want murder, murder, murder, we want murder, murder, murder.)
they give him 20 served we be still wanting murder
hundreds rounds now his mama talking to homicide
i wanna see his mama eyes, i wanna see her mama eyes, hit him so many times his dad cried
if we gotta do this sh-t on camera f-ck it i’ma crash out
his dad got k!lled, he sold some cut drank, i even served black that morning, that’s my big homie they walked on him like a pair of saucony’s
lil mark a rat, that sh-t k!lled me even though we came from play pony
now in reality i’ll never k!ll em but in my dreams i be on that i’m talmbout

- rylo rodriguez lyrics

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