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lirik lagu bullseye – real boston richey

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bullseye lyrics
[intro]
bup, bup, bup, bup!
i been always with this sh*t…
(ddot cold as a motherf*cker, on god)

[verse 1]
bubba chain a hunnid thousand
ran it up in public housing
n*ggas p*ssy, ronda rousey
f*ck with me, don’t f*ck without me
hula hoop ass n*gga got slimed out for tryna go around me
know i get a n*gga ass touched right now
ain’t gotta be around him
booted up, i don’t take no med
i be on that drink instead
f*ck ’round on that strong back
doin’ too much, i d*mn near broke the bed
i don’t gotta have no comeback
i don’t argue, f*ck him, k!ll him dead
f*ck it, buy his b*tch a wig
f*ck his b*tch, i love to see it
i been on this sh*t since i was a kid, all this sh*t i did
all my ex hoes still ain’t on sh*t, keep ’em out my midst
ion’t even be tryna connect hoes, with this motion sh*t
know the po*lice stayin’ next door, still gettin’ them bubba’s in
hoe you know i don’t play connect four, ain’t with that playin’ sh*t
can’t afford the real
we pullin’ through, all dirty sticks
cookin’ up motion, shoot my shot, i got a curry wrist
gotta keep it kosher
can’t do too much, these f*ck n*ggas a snitch
[chorus]
servin’ crystal falls, just like the haves and the have not
all that f*ckin’ wood and oxy get ya ass sloured out
pull up in a benz, she say that she wanna know me now
f*ck it, spin a bend
pop his ass and call it bullseye

[verse 2]
no matter where i’m at, i’m always lookin’ through my third eye
young turnt n*gga, she say that what she need up in her life
i don’t gotta rush
i do this sh*t, i take my time
ain’t f*ckin’ with these hoes, they ain’t my type, they half a dime
put them n*ggas in a line, we gon’ knock ’em all down
you a never catch me slippin’, that how that last n*gga died
you know i’m made for this sh*t, you could see it in my eyes
ready to cross a n*gga out, we ain’t never making ties (ddot cold as a motherf*cker, on god)
real hitter, trap n*gga and a bad b*tch getter
if i hit the yard, i’m runnin’ round tryna stab n*ggas
but i came too far, i can’t even go back n*gga
know we slimed ’em out, come and get yo l!ck back n*gga

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