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Shoot
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Трек «Shoot» вышел в 19 апреля 2019 г. г. на альбоме «{albumName}» (лейбл «Jay Rebel Music»)Big Ape
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АльбомBig Ape
Дата релиза19 апреля 2019 г.
ЛейблJay Rebel Music
ЯзыкEnglish
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Энергия
BPM73

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ИСПОЛНИТЕЛИ
Frederick Givens II
Frederick Givens II
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МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Fredo Bang
Fredo Bang
Композитор
ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
hardbody Beazy
hardbody Beazy
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Слова

[Verse 1]
This that shit that got the block scared
This the reason why your pops dead
I might pull up in a drop-head
Spin on him, tomato paste, I paint his shirt red
[Verse 2]
Uh, yeah, bitch, I'm a dawg, call me Blues Clues
Put it to his head, call it BlueTooth
Yeah, he say that he a killer, ****, me too
Fuck homicide, we don't leave clues
I might go and put a fifty on a bitch ****
I'm on the Foreign Boulevard, free a real ****
Bought a Glock fresh out the store, it hold a lucky seven
I got **** crashing out to kill you, 9/11
[Verse 3]
What you gon' do when karma come around?
Some **** tuck they tail and go to copping out
What you gon' do when karma come around?
Some **** tuck they tail and go to copping out
[Verse 4]
I'ma shoot
I'ma shoot, I'ma shoot, I'ma shoot
(What you gon' do? Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'ma shoot
I'ma shoot, I'ma shoot, I'ma shoot
I'ma shoot, I'ma shoot, I'ma shoot
[Verse 5]
My partner clutching on a nine but I like mine bigger
Pull his chopper, not the chain, but call 'em baby tiggers
He got a bag on his head, that's like five figures
When it's beef, nobody safe, even rich ****
They like to internet beef, please don't bring it my way
**** sweet as fuck, I call 'em sprinkles on a cupcake
I'm a shooter getting money, shout out to Lil Dumb Way
I went to church but still'll take your soul on a Sunday
[Verse 6]
What you gon' do when karma come around?
Some **** tuck they tail and go to copping out
What you gon' do when karma come around?
Some **** tuck they tail and go to copping out
[Verse 7]
I'ma shoot
I'ma shoot, I'ma shoot, I'ma shoot
(What you gon' do? Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'ma shoot
I'ma shoot, I'ma shoot, I'ma shoot
I'ma shoot, I'ma shoot, I'ma shoot
[Verse 8]
This that shit that got the block scared
This the reason why your pops dead
I might pull up in a drop-head
Spin on him, tomato paste
I paint his shirt red, uh, yeah, yeah
Written by: Fredo Bang
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