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lirik lagu shiesty szn – 47shawnn

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[verse 1: 47shawnn]
woke up feeling shiesty
imma tie em up like nikes
yo b*tch draining all my energy
she couldn’t match my psyche
man i woke up slim as shady
caught him slippin’ with his wifey
throw his lady in the trunk
they call me gucci
i’m so icy
i’m a hot n*gga
free my n*gga zay
up out his cell
and i hope all is well
i’m just a mac 11
you’re a dell
i’ll send ya ass h*ll
the devil in ya soul
i’m fresh as f*ck
and if you coming to my crib
it ain’t no chillin’ we gon’ f*ck
my n*gga stop it
i got one inside the chamber
imma c*ck it
imma kick all through ya door
it ain’t no need for me to knock it
imma knock em down like jenga
wanted pam
don’t f*ck with gina
better eat the f*cking cake
my word is bond to ike and tina
i might take her shopping
buy my babygirl a new bag
these n*ggas outta options
man i thought these n*ggas knew that
b*tch i don’t drive with cautions
got no losses
i don’t give a f*ck
yo b*tch is coming to the crib
to suck me up
until i nut
d*mn i’m really spittin’
to this beat it get to hittin’
everybody is a hater
you get k!lled out here for living
i just wanna see the day
that i can make my mama proud
i’m smoking all this d*mn gas
it got me sittin’ on another cloud
i’m sh*ttin’ on these n*ggas
guess i got alot of sh*t to say
you listen when i’m speaking n*gga
i just wanna educate
and decimate
the haters in my way
i keep on flowing
and this sh*t will never end
i guess that was a teaching moment
b*tch i’m back at it
like a crack addict in this b*tch
b*tch i’m back at it
like ya chiropractor in this b*tch
kaio ken times ten
super saiyan in this b*tch
i feel like doc j, mj
dunking on a b*tch
hold on
b*tch
suck, my, d*ck
look, you ain’t bout the sh*ts
and you a walking l!ck
oh man i shot him in his knee
i made him do the kaepernick
and me and you are not the same
i think we’re total opposites
now, imma take him off his game
i hit cntrl and alt, delete
these n*ggas love to talk on twitter
talkin’ gangsta in them tweets
now why not do it in these streets?
these n*ggas sweet(suite) like cody
i will grab him by his face
and slam him down just like i’m broly
get yo head up out the dirt
and brush the sand up out ya hair
i guess a b*tch will be a b*tch
and yes a chair is still a chair
now what the f*ck i said, b*tch i ain’t finished
till the blood is shed
a n*gga talking down on me
i’ll pistol whip his ass to bed
aye
now go to sleep b*tch
i never gave a f*ck bout life
no f*cks to give when you with me b*tch
i woke up feeling shiesty
i don’t never check the prices
i was still out making serves
that’s way before i had a license
i’m a n*gga from the bottom
yet, i’m humble at the least
the eight oh three done made a n*gga
i was posted at the east
i’m just a norfside n*gga
from the bottom of the map
man take a picture
like a streak
i ain’t even talking snap
man, imma take him off his game
i spin his block just like a fidget
he can stand on all his money
but to me he still a midget
i’m on demon time
i guess it’s time to pay this b*tch a visit
have you dead and gone
this ar turn a n*gga to a spirit
i’m a rappers favorite rapper
imma trappers favorite trapper
i don’t care if you don’t shave
i’m eating candy with the wrapper
is you catching that?
i run it back
just like a quarterback
now imma intercept the play
i guess i gotta cornerback
okay i’m back b*tch
i cut a samurai
just like i’m jack b*tch
i’m average
i smoked a n*gga boots
just like a maverick
i don’t like to rap the same
that’s why i like to switch the flow
and no i’m never shooting ones
we could’ve did all that before
you p*ssy ass n*gga
talkin’ down i’m bringing pain
and you’ll get ya stussy stripped
i had him wheezing like i’m wayne
lil b*tch i’m forty seven shawnn
you must don’t know that i’m insane
i take ya b*tch up to my crib
she pop that p*ssy like champagne
i never gave a f*ck
i like to witness murders in my brain
put a witness in protection
and he’ll never move the same

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