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shootergang kony - shooter lyrics

[intro: shootergang fleecy]
free jumpshot, keep that gun c-cked, n-gg-
i’m a motherf-cking shooter, n-gg-
shooters
shooters

[chorus: shootergang fleecy]
i’m a motherf-cking shooter, n-gg-
i’ll pull up on your block with that ruger, n-gg-
bounce out with them dracos
headshot next shot, now the case closed
i’m a motherf-cking shooter, n-gg-
i’ll pull up on your block with that ruger, n-gg-
bounce out with them dracos
headshot next shot, now the case closed

[verse 1: shootergang deray]
if n-gg-s want smoke then we comin’ like cancer
i’m f-ckin’ while you callin’, lil’ b-tch won’t answer
vj in the back with a stick, one false move
n-gg- actin’ tough, i’ma show him what that k do
hit it from the back, i’m a master
you tellin’ on your man, you’s a little rat b-st-rd
we got chops around this b-tch and glocks around this b-tch
we’ll pull up to your house and get to drowning sh-t
n-gg-s know what’s up, i keep the semi tucked
fleecy roll a n-gg- up and he don’t give a f-ck
i hit a couple n-gg-s up and i don’t give a f-ck
and the b-tch just wanna f-ck because my chips up, d-ckin’

[verse 2: shootergang fleecy]
i’m a motherf-cking shooter
pull up on your block, get to tweaking, i’ll do you
knock a n-gg- down just for speaking on the shooter
geekin in the cut, get to tweakin’ with a tooly (ssg)
we just run off with some pounds
i’m just reminiscing, sace had the trey-pound
we was fools in cliff when i had the .40 cal
all through they side, sliding all around the town
that’s a nookie xd (shooter)
two-tone xd, n-gg-, don’t test me
i’ma wet him up and i ain’t talkin’ no jet-ski
stick on my hip like my n-gg- wayne gretsky
shooters

[verse 3: shootergang kony]
hit his house, n-gg-, see what they about
n-gg-s bangin’ for the clout, bet i up it, make him shout
and i’m tryna rob the plugs, stand up what’s a good amount
if he actin’ like he trippin’ we gon’ bring it to his house, ayy
actin’ like you cut up, we gon’ mow you down, 57 pound
i’m the blood, better ask around before i make a sound
i got diamonds on my neck, only time i’m looking down
if you feel me staring at you then a n-gg- gettin’ drowned
i’m a motherf-ckin’ shooter, n-gg-
glocks, ain’t no rugers, n-gg-
even when a n-gg- had a ruger, i was shooting n-gg-s
check out my jeweler, n-gg-
i don’t wear no buddha, n-gg-
b-tch, i came from hades but this chopper on me cool a n-gg-
i ain’t keeping peace, i bring it to you like a mover, n-gg-
if you talking like you slide, let them bullets move into you
b-tch, i do it by my lonely, let a k!ller bring it to you
something in the tuck, and if i let her, she gon’ sing it to you

- shootergang kony lyrics

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