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wockyyy - wocky anthem lyrics

f+ck it
dammmm
this sh+t kinda hard tho
alr
yeahhh
now this the wocky anthem
bullets fly past his head make his ass look like a dancer
4 to his chest gave his ass breast cancer
2 to his skull (his deathbed in gift wrapping)
uh
what i say, hoe i mean that
nfl play cuz his death (b+tch we schemed that)
snoopin ass feds, no brother, now we don’t need that
if he snitch on me best believe dat issa rematch
uh
who shot ya (wasn’t me)
who shot ya (wasn’t me)
who shot ya (wasn’t me)
who got ya (bl!ckyyyy)
uh
spun around the block, shot em down and then we stomped his ass
that boy ain’t no brady, watch the way i intercept his pass
got me off reload, my sh+t jammed, but my homie got my back
for every 1 that i miss that’s 5 that’s gon be in his back
uh
all these bells on this beat, a n+gga’d think it was christmas
ho ho ho, i gift+wrapped that n+gga’s stitches
the feds wanna know how the f+ck that n+gga livin’
so i had to finish him off (nothin personal, it’s just business.)
uh
who shot ya (wasn’t me)
who shot ya (wasn’t me)
who shot ya (wasn’t me)
who got ya (bl!ckyyyy)
uh
who shot ya (wasn’t me)
who shot ya (wasn’t me)
who shot ya (wasn’t me)
who got ya (bl!ckyyyy)
i said
this the wocky anthem
stand up with yo guns in hand
and i won’t wanna see no p+ssy n+gga standin up
or i’ma put that n+gga on his ass
now uh
repeat after me
6 straight shots and that n+gga seein’ g.o.d
wasn’t my fault, and i stand on that sh+t
but i’ma bang that choppa if i see a c.o.p
i said
this the wocky anthem
stand up with yo guns in hand
and i won’t wanna see no p+ssy n+gga standin up
or i’ma put that n+gga on his ass
uh

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