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skuffle - shot lyrics

[intro]
ayy
what time it is?
oh, it’s 2:36 (six), a.m. that is (a.m. that is)
oh, it’s f+ck sh+t hours
skr

[hook: skuffle]
i could spin your block right now (blr, blr, blr)
.223s turn the smiles, n+gga, into frowns (frrrrrrrr)
how you get shot, n+gga, you had a gun on you (blr, blr, blr)
when you got shot i bet you called your mama too (called yo mama)
how it feel to get shot, n+gga, i don’t know (i don’t f+ckin’ know)
if i get shot, know i’m applyin’ a major smoke (i won’t let it go)
ar+15, n+gga, and you know it got a scope (got a scope)
let them bullets rain, hope that n+gga brought a coat (frrrrrrrr)
it’s going to be turnup when i’m going, n+gga i ain’t no hoe (yes i’m goin’)

[verse 1: skuffle]
we bringin’ the sticks, we bringin’ the johns, you know we bringin’ the smoke
these n+ggas they p+ssies, [?], you know they bringin’ the cops out (cops out)
leavin’ a f+ck n+gga outside just like he was locked up (locked up)
[?], we clean up and we makin’ a mess (a mess)
f+ck n+gga thought these guns was fakes but we ain’t bringin’ the props out (for real)
he dressin’ in blue and white, i guess that n+gga about to cop out
i ain’t puttin’ no money on your head, i ain’t bringin’ yo’ racks out
gotta get you my f+ckin’ self, n+gga that’s how i f+ckin’ get done (gon’ get you myself)
mama said, you gotta stop bein’ a gangster one day, you goin’ have to sit down (i did that already)
[?]
robbed in front of his baby mama, told his b+tch to get down (get down)
got shooters outta state, n+gga you gettin’ shot if you ain’t in town
[?]
with smoke you might get gunned down, that stick gon’ break a b+tch down
you is just like a clown now, this gun ain’t gon’ make a sound
i f+ck yo’ b+tch i get rounds, i f+cked your kids right now
a dirty n+gga in town, just like a fan i go ’round
don’t need no f+ckin’ plan b, get shot, you playin’ with me (lil b+tch)
(brr, brr
brr, brr, brr, brr)
skr
[hook: skuffle]
i could spin your block right now (blr, blr, blr)
.223s turn the smiles, n+gga, into frowns (frrrrrrrr)
how you get shot, n+gga, you had a gun on you (blr, blr, blr)
when you got shot i bet you called your mama too (called yo mama)
how it feel to get shot, n+gga, i don’t know (i don’t f+ckin’ know)
if i get shot, know i’m applyin’ a major smoke (i won’t let it go)
ar+15, n+gga, and you know it got a scope (got a scope)
let them bullets rain, hope that n+gga brought a coat (frrrrrrrr)
it’s going to be turnup when i’m going, n+gga i ain’t no hoe (yes i’m goin’)

[verse 2: ngeeyl]
all these n+ggas f+ckin’ clowns (clowns)
pull up in your hood i’m tryna gun ’em down (gun ’em)
and i’m with my twins, you know they bentley too (bentley, bentley)
got a couple brown n+ggas, they havin’ a bentley too
couple o’ n+ggas swear they k!llers, n+gga who you shoot
hop out with that motherf+cker hangin’ like a noose (pow, pow, pow, pow)
if you reach for the sh+t, then i’mma make the noose (pow, pow, pow)
how you get robbed, n+gga you had your gun on you
and i heard they stripped yo’ ass in front of yo’ mama, too
how dem n+ggas ain’t shot [?] i don’t know (i don’t know)
but i know they tryna get me, i’mma spray 4+0 (get it, n+gga)
got the d on the n, yeah they 30 more (30)
got a knife on my k, it gon’ cut your throat
and these n+ggas say they havin’ but they really broke (broke, yeah)
and if these n+ggas shoot my b+tch i’mma apply a major f+ckin’ smoke

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