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screwly g - shoot at all of dem lyrics

[intro]
we shoot at all of dem
we shoot at all of dem
we shoot at all of dem, uhhh
we shoot at all of dem
we shoot at all of dem

[bridge]
i know know how to work it
caught em surfing
we gon murder ‘bout it
heard they out there chillin with them hoes we shoot at everybody
they can’t throw a party on they block, we come shoot up the party
pull up 50 deep and bleed the block, we known to get it poppin uhhh

[chorus]
we shoot at all of dem
we shoot at all of dem
we shoot at all of dem, uhhh
we shoot at all of dem
we shoot at all of dem

[verse]
shoot at the opps like wе shooting a basket
beefing with us, better go pick a caskеt
on my to a play left bro in the [?]
can’t fit in my pants so they drac’ in my jacket
strapped right now, h+ll nah i ain’t lackin
dressing expensive, she liken my fashion
flow on a beat she say she like how i’m rapping
until i get signed ima keep on trapping
come slide in a coupe
sipping lean no juice
we the ones not you
we slide in strikers too
bro was a teen when he caught two bodies
ain’t asking for sh+t turned robbing to hobby
favorite opp at the telly, he died in the lobby
get them fore’ they get me these n+ggas be plotting
i know know how to work it
we gon murk em
we gon stretch em bout it
f+ck the ambulance that n+gga dead, it’s holes all in his body
n+ggas cl!cking up, we f+ck em up they better not get us started
n+ggas shoot the innocent
we known for only hitting our target
[chorus]
we shoot at all of dem
we shoot at all of dem
we shoot at all of dem, uhhh
we shoot at all of dem
we shoot at all of dem

[verse2]
they know we pop sh+t
lately i been chilling but these n+ggas on that opp sh+t
b+tch we stand on business, wanna see me on that thug sh+t
b+tch we give out slugs, ain’t showing love f+ck who you run with
racks inside my pants, i ran up bands
could drop a dub quick
paying for homi’s, don’t care what it cost i’ll paying for that body
wanna be gang but we do what we [?]
no love for a opp he could die in front his mommy
something like clyde so i need me a bonnie
no looking for me you get got fore’ you find me
the ones sending shots, how the f+ck am i hiding?
he robbing who? n+gga try then he dying
in traffic clutching 30s, popping perkies, we smoke real exotic
i won’t spend no money on no hoe, i told my my bro i got em
heard they hit em but he ain’t die, no i don’t know who shot em
he was posed’ to die but he got saved so we gon k!ll the doctor uhhh
dumb sh+t
dumb way
gun fire, gun play
gotta die one day
dope boy
slang way
murder boy, won’t buy dates
to the lord, i pray
will i ride? always
call you my brother, you shoot ima shoot
bro hogging the window i came out the roof
it ain’t sh+t in the world i wouldn’t do for the crew
n+ggas say i’m a b+tch when they see my they spooked
get it in, 10+10 new pressure to you
i be full of them drugs when i walked into school
put my pain in the songs, i ain’t talkin to you
the one hitting them cuts [?] that you knew
been on them hits, talkin more than a few
i did what i did and i do what i do
most n+ggas won’t slide but we calling on you
stuck in the trenches like part of me glued
will i ever stop thugging? i don’t have a clue
for a fact ima watch, you f+ck up that’s you
text back like i’m sad tell her, “send me some nudes”
call her my baby, she really my boo
(she really my boo)

- screwly g lyrics

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