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shootah baby - air it out lyrics

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up on me better air it out

money talk what’s the fuss about

we can throw em or shoot em out

he running it up we gun him down

i pull it out it’s for no sho

i swear your n-ggas is hoe hoes

n-ggas sweet l!cks hoes hoes

n-ggas is countin wit no doe

air it out

street beef don’t air it out i swear dz n-ggas is pos pos

if we got beef in these streets i swear i’m comin thru front doors

n-ggas claim they running it up but dey running slow mo

rap beef i eat up cuz dz n-ggas is straight hoes

caught auh case then i beat em down

caugh auh play and i touched down

nah i ain’t playing wit n0body

this b-tch right here for everybody

boom spray everybody

middle fingers up f-ck everybody

x2 im feeling jon gotti

where was u when i was in the block tryna get it popping

when i was on the pot wit da soft tryna get it rockin

so when u try to put the shade on me i stay shining

if that faucet get to running i swear to god now we sliding

i’m 26 and still play peek a boo so no hiding

in all black just like batman then u know dat i’m robbin

i think i need to smoke some tree tree cuz i’m wildling

but i put that on my momma so u know u ain’t lying

- shootah baby lyrics

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