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CJ Goon x Sha Ek x 30 - How You Every O Shot (Prod by Maari) (Shot by KLO Vizionz)
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
30TakeTheShot
30TakeTheShot
Vocals
CJ GOON
CJ GOON
Vocals
Sha EK
Sha EK
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
30TakeTheShot
30TakeTheShot
Songwriter
CJ GOON
CJ GOON
Songwriter
Chalim Perry
Chalim Perry
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Maari
Maari
Producer

Lyrics

Grrah-grrah, boom Maari Grrah-grrah, boom Word to my mother, these niggas is pussy Word to my mother, these niggas is pussy How you every O-, nigga who did you- Bap, you a- and you like 5- Back out the-, back out the- and I'm ready to- Word to my mother, these niggas- (Gang, ga-) Word to my mother, these niggas is pussy How you every O shot, nigga, who did you shoot? Bap, you a bitch and you like 5'2 Back out the knocks and I'm ready to- Back out the knocks and I'm ready to oot OY-OGz wit' me, spinning through Bullets they hit him, knock him out his shoes Tired of the talking, what is we gon' do Tired of the talking, what is we gon', look I'm a different nigga when I'm creepin' Hop out, I'ma shoot for no reason Brodie, he call me, hе said that he need it I told him "I got him", I'm squeezing Free Squeeze man, you know he a dеmon So you know what I'm on Talking on bro and the glizzy is drawn Keep dissin' my niggas, like we don't perform Know we gon' hop out, ain't no talking Mask on, we gon' scorch 'em Fuck is a DThang? We gon' off him Then Drilly bop on his coffin Know we gon' hop out, ain't no talking Mask on, we gon' scorch 'em Fuck is a DThang? We gon' off him Then Drilly bop on his coffin How you every O shot, nigga, who did you shoot? Bap, you a bitch and you like 5'2 Back out the knocks and I'm ready to- Back out the knocks and I'm ready to oot OY-OGz, wit' me, spinning through Bullets they hit him, knock him out his shoes Tired of the talking, what is we gon' do Tired of the talking, what is we gon', look If I don't got the gun, got the pokey If they jacking the Flockas, I'ma knock them out OY-OG posted at your house (Facts) Most these niggas rappin', I done give them clout I don't even got to talk no more, like These niggas is dead butt Word to my dead, nigga Every Flocka shot, YG or not Bitch, my B-Day just passed, bitch, I'm 18 And you know that I'm toting on .18 And I heard that C locked, but I pop a pill And I go spinnin' through 18 And you know that I'm looking for Scotty I'm tryna catch me a body We always smokin' on Lotti Hope a nigga try- (Grrt, baow) How you every O shot, nigga, who did you shoot? (Yeah) Bap, you a bitch and you like 5'2 (Uh-huh) Back out the knocks and I'm ready to- Back out the knocks and I'm ready to oot (Gang, gang, gang) OY-OGz wit' me, spinning through Bullets they hit him (Don't run), knock him out his shoes Tired of the talking, what is we gon' do Word to my mother, these niggas is pussy Tired of the talking, what is we gon', look (Boom, boom, boom) I see a opp, I'ma keep throwing, throwing, throwing, throwing I'm off the perc, she wanna fuck, so we keep going, going They call me 30, I take the shot then we expose 'em, expose 'em They call me 30, I take the shot then we expose 'em New chop throw elbows, nigga named John Nigga gon' snitch, they get hit in they arm Catch me a rapper and watch how I perform Smoking on Lotti, this shit made me cough JB bustin', got it right from the store Take me the shot, when she open her jaws Catch me a opp, don't panic, just score With this .35, I feel like I'm Thor (Grrt, rrah) How you every O shot, nigga, who did you shoot? (Yeah) Bap, you a bitch and you like 5'2 (Uh-huh) Back out the knocks and I'm ready to- Back out the knocks and I'm ready to oot (Gang, gang, gang) OY-OGz wit' me, spinning through Bullets they hit him (Don't run), knock him out his shoes Tired of the talking, what is we gon' do? (Lotti) Tired of the talking, what is we gon', look (Grrt, rrah) How you every O shot, nigga, who did you shoot? (Yeah) Bap, you a bitch and you like 5'2 (Uh-huh) Back out the knocks and I'm ready to- Back out the knocks and I'm ready to oot (Gang, gang, gang) OY-OGz wit' me, spinning through Bullets they hit him (Don't run), knock him out his shoes Tired of the talking, what is we gon' do? Tired of the talking, what is we gon', look (Boom, boom, boom)
Writer(s): Charles Johnson, Chalim Perry, Kmaari Webster, Steafon Mcclary Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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