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lirik lagu don’t miss – 40 shiesty

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[intro]
40 (mello, know to let that glock blow just like my n*gga doe, baow)

[verse 1]
in the streets, we play for keeps (we play for keeps)
this chess, not checkers, lil’ n*gga, don’t play with me (nah, nah)
around here, you gotta pay a fee (gotta pay your fee)
soon somebody die around here, they be blamin’ me (who? who?)
see, you won’t get the chance to breathe (uh)
i hurt you, make you stay inside, a curfew (what? huh?)
i keep two straps like i’m urkel (atl boyz, atl boyz)
play with grandson, they gon’ hurt you (boom, boom, boom)

[chorus]
shoot at the chest (boom), don’t miss
we want him stretched (uh*uh)
he gone, n*gga, who next?
he drew a foul and got hit with the tec (rrah, rrah)
think i’ma show my rеspect (uh*huh)
funeral, pull up with flowers and gat (what? boom)
his cousin and unclе got hit in the back (boom, boom)
if we say it’s war, then it’s that (then it’s that)

[verse 2]
left my old ho when i got me a new b*tch (uh*huh)
thirty*thousand to the dentist, get my tooth fixed
n*ggas kept playin’, ain’t even wanna do this (uh*huh)
but i do this, i pull up and i shoot sh*t (rrah, rrah)
we hit up your car
tires flat, yo’ ass ain’t gettin’ far (you ain’t)
flex and you get robbed (boom)
make your wish, you ever seen a shooting star? (have u?)
but nah, you haven’t (nah)
you ain’t even met your daddy (uh*uh)
you ain’t even got no credit, lil boosie and webbie (what?), 40 he a savage (huh, he a savage, d*mn)
d*mn, where my manners? (where?)
new crib came with cameras (huh?)
draco got nailed, no hammers (uh*huh)
f*ck my opps, n*gga, excuse my grammar (excuse my grammar)
bathing ape hoodie and the clip bananas, yeah (rrah, rrah)
drac your antennas (drac your sh*t)
got gifts like santa (what? huh?)
i shoot like tony montana (boom, boom)
no, they can’t stand us (they can’t)
real n*ggas stand up (stand up, stand up)
i got my bands up (bands up)
still’ll make you put your hands up (grrah, grrah)
ooh, his sh*t, they ain’t sayin’ nothin’ (what?)

[chorus]
don’t miss
we want him stretched (uh*uh, yeah)
he gone, n*gga, who next? (boom, boom, boom)
he drew a foul and got hit with the tec (rrah, rrah)
think i’ma show my respect (uh*huh)
funeral, pull up with flowers and gat (what? boom)
his cousin and uncle got hit in the back (boom, boom)
if we say it’s war, then it’s that (d*mn, gang)

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