Shoot (Explicit)
BlocBoy JB"Shoot (Explicit)" ist ein Song von BlocBoy JB, 2018, Pop. Der Song dauert 2:50, 139 lines / 418 words.
Songtext
0:00Bet twenty more
0:01I hit the first roll
0:03Freaky B***h on go
0:05She gone off the road
0:07Run up in your house like I'm commando
0:10Clip hanging out the Glock
0:12Extendo
0:28Shoot
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0:42Strapped like it's Belly
0:43You singing
0:44R
0:44Kelly
0:44You play it get deadly
0:45It's Grape Gang
0:45No jelly
0:46I'm counting up fetti
0:47You talking already
0:48I pull up with choppers that come with machetes
0:49I'm f**king on Betty
0:50Her head got me steady
0:51I call her Lil Caesars
0:52That B***h hot and ready
0:53My gun a Lil Caesars
0:54That B***h hot and ready
0:55I dumped my lil b***h
0:55Now that B***h hot and jealous
0:57Hold up
0:58Let me catch my breath
0:59Shoot a n***a teeth
0:59Then say he killed himself
1:01Fill 'em up with holes like a criminal
1:02Paralyzed waist down
1:03Now he can't feel himself
1:04Ride with my guys man
1:05I swear it ain't nothing else
1:06Freaky b***h
1:06I make her touch herself
1:08I'm balling in town
1:08Look like f**k a ref
1:09Leave his a*s stanking
1:10I blow him like bad breath
1:11Woah
1:12Double oh seven
1:13Hit him with the weapon
1:14Gotta
1:15Go
1:16When the police come
1:17Dip underground
1:18Spend a hundred somethin' when I move around
1:19Lil bitty boy
1:20You still eat off the ground
1:21You see them Haitians
1:22They up on the Gram
1:23Shh
1:24Don't make a sound
1:25Shoot
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1:39Bet twenty more
1:41I hit the first roll
1:43Freaky B***h on go
1:44She gone off the road
1:47Run up in your house like I'm commando
1:50Clip hanging out the Glock
1:52Extendo
1:54Homicide
1:55B***h we known for that
1:57Screenshotting s**t
1:58I text her
1:59You too grown for that
2:00Yeah that trap s**t
2:02I got two phones for that
2:04I'm a dog
2:05I think that I got a bone to fetch
2:08Stop what you're doing
2:10Thirty three in my clip
2:11That's Patrick Ewing
2:13Open up wide
2:15Girl I'm looking for the chewing
2:17Shawty gave me head
2:18Now I know what she pursuing
2:20It's the nina with the coolant
2:22Mask on
2:23AR
2:24B***h that's on my side
2:26PRG
2:27700
2:27We don't let s**t slide
2:29Crip
2:29We don't let s**t slide
2:30Crip
2:31N***a play with me I ride
2:32Crip
2:33B***h I'm cripping with the guys
2:34We D up with three high fives
2:36Shoot
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Bet twenty more I hit the first roll Freaky B***h on go She gone off the road Run up in your house like I'm commando Clip hanging out the Glock Extendo Shoot Shoot Shoot Shoot Shoot Shoot Shoot Shoot Shoot Shoot Shoot Shoot Shoot Shoot Shoot Shoot Strapped like it's Belly You singing R Kelly You play it get deadly It's Grape Gang No jelly I'm counting up fetti You talking already I pull up with choppers that come with machetes I'm f**king on Betty Her head got me steady I call her Lil Caesars That B***h hot and ready My gun a Lil Caesars That B***h hot and ready I dumped my lil b***h Now that B***h hot and jealous Hold up Let me catch my breath Shoot a n***a teeth Then say he killed himself Fill 'em up with holes like a criminal Paralyzed waist down Now he can't feel himself Ride with my guys man I swear it ain't nothing else Freaky b***h I make her touch herself I'm balling in town Look like f**k a ref Leave his a*s stanking I blow him like bad breath Woah Double oh seven Hit him with the weapon Gotta Go When the police come Dip underground Spend a hundred somethin' when I move around Lil bitty boy You still eat off the ground You see them Haitians They up on the Gram Shh Don't make a sound Shoot Shoot Shoot Shoot Shoot Shoot Shoot Shoot Shoot Shoot Shoot Shoot Shoot Shoot Shoot Shoot Bet twenty more I hit the first roll Freaky B***h on go She gone off the road Run up in your house like I'm commando Clip hanging out the Glock Extendo Homicide B***h we known for that Screenshotting s**t I text her You too grown for that Yeah that trap s**t I got two phones for that I'm a dog I think that I got a bone to fetch Stop what you're doing Thirty three in my clip That's Patrick Ewing Open up wide Girl I'm looking for the chewing Shawty gave me head Now I know what she pursuing It's the nina with the coolant Mask on AR B***h that's on my side PRG 700 We don't let s**t slide Crip We don't let s**t slide Crip N***a play with me I ride Crip B***h I'm cripping with the guys We D up with three high fives Shoot Shoot Shoot Shoot Shoot Shoot Shoot Shoot Shoot Shoot Shoot Shoot Shoot Shoot Shoot Shoot
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