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willtharapper - 56 shotz lyrics

[intro]
i got 56 shots
i think i got my 56 opps
woo 56 cops
nah i was just playing
f-ck 12 ya here me
man n-gg-s be purpin’
like a mo’f-cka ya here me
i ain’t gon’ hold em though
i know you n-gg-s p-ssy
that sh-t don’t concern me though
gang! gang gang!
let me start by saying
that this sh-t ain’t for show
if you think i’m bluffing
just go ask the opps
cause they know
and them mothaf-ckas better not lie
cause this sh-t forreal ya here me
gang!

[verse]
b-tch i walk round with two sticks
and two pistols in case one of em jam on me
f-cked that b-tch
and i told her roll out
kicked her out of the house
now she trynna get her fam on me
give a f-ck ain’t got time for discussions
but i got a 30 for brothers and cousins
you would’ve thought the opps
went and cheated on us
by the way that we dumping
we not like the other guys
we don’t see the opps
and just let em slide
this .45 like fox 45
the way it get em televised
not with the purpin’
so you better tell them guys
got a baby choppa
it’s beretta size
bring a nightmare to your dream
and the sh-t gon’ be worse
than the scene in coretta’s eyes
b-tch i ride for my profit
wasn’t selling pies
n-gg-s be talking like they pablo escobar
but they broke as sh-t and they don’t have a car
ask em for work they be like
sh-t i gotta bar
this sh-t is not barred
if i catch a opp
i might flip out the car
the way i hang out the window
and bang this ar
the way i’m shooting the smith
they should call me jr
and these n-gg-s don’t rap bout
as b-tch as they are
they be like “we tote 30’s and shoot at the opps”
but you ain’t in the streets
n-gg- who is your opps
but you don’t go no opps
and you don’t get no props
you a p-ssy n-gg-
why don’t you rap like you steppin’
if i catch a opp
i’m testing this fn
if you catch a opp
you just take a picture
and mention on twitter like
“i caught you lacking”
but what the f-ck happened?
talkin’ all that sh-t and all that rappin’
but you seen the opps
then he walked away
both arms both legs and no scratches
n-gg-s be purpin’ i swear to god
n-gg-s be p-ssy i swear to god
you think we bluffing
just hang with the opps
and when we pull up
you gon’ see how we rock
glock abusive watch it beat up the block
hol’ wait think i hear the cops
never mind them lunchin’
that sh-t just a shot
p-ssy n-gg-s hating
that sh-t just a opp
b-tch why you trippin’
that b-tch just a thot
opps caught me lacking
but i ducked them shots
caught the opps lacking
guess he wasn’t as smart
got a lil freaky thot
that b-tch sit on the bus
call her -ss rosa parks
fanta sprite codeine hi-tech
in this cup it’s a work of art
walk hard in that b-tch
till i forgot
“oh i f-cked that b-tch too sh-t i forgot”
don’t blame me b-tch
blame the n-gg- that’s making the script
i just purchased an eight in a zip
my b-tch told me stop drinking lean
just stick with the weed
she don’t want me to turn into a fiend
i told her -ss worry bout yourself
don’t worry bout me
b-tch i’m good long as i’m getting green
my bruvahs just snaked out my bruvah
they from the same hood
that’s some sh-t i just can’t get between
but they both still my brothers
unless you wanna be gone from your mother
suggest you don’t get in between
but they say my life is a movie
i guess that they -ss skippin’ scenes
cause this sh-t i’m livin’
d-mn sure don’t belong on the screen
been totin’ the .40 since teens
forty 16’s swear i had like 56 shots
wanna beef then we beefin’
i swear i won’t think you a opp
and i swear i won’t be scared
to get busy with opps
bought a drum with a glock
and i stepped on the block
with my 56 shots
glock with 380
56 shots
glock with a drum 380 6 shots

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