r.m.g. headshot şarkı sözleri

Ehhhh, that hoe ain't that bad anyway, but aight Yeah Hunh This a headshot Heavy metal, Nigga Let the lead pop Headshot Give it to a nigga Like the Redbox Headshot Creepin on yo corner At a dead stop Headshot Give it to a nigga At his mailbox She gon drown from my drip So I told her to hold her head They rely on me to run it Just call me the anchor leg Did a lot when I was 12 Never working for feds Told my nigga wrap it up I think he got too many kids I'm a Baton Rouge nigga Yea we known for the jig But it's some crash dummies too And them niggas be splitting wigs Cause this a head shot Been wit my niggas right from the start Got the headshot jersey It's written across the heart This beat kicking like a dog I think I can hear it bark Told my nigga play it cool Just rap and go play your part Pulled up on my nigga slim Got a gar that we bout to spark And just in case you didn't know It's the Malikai boyyy This a headshot Heavy metal, Nigga Let the lead pop Headshot Give it to a nigga Like the Redbox Headshot Creepin on yo corner At a dead stop Headshot Give it to a nigga At his mailbox Nigga flex on ig, but walk past a gangster with his head down Look this nigga scared now His hoe told me his whereabouts Heard he got that pack, gun to his face Now nigga weight it now In a drought, he had 2 pounds Cough it up Before I spray them rounds Lil Blood looked up to me Now look at him the nigga crazy, round My Patna got caught with white, and I was waiting for him at the playground A kicked dog gon holla but a trained dawg can play dead now Told this chick bout that pack, if I get caught she know to mail it out Told my other chick if she don't mail it out, lay her ass down Block been hot, During the right time Just gotta find my way out All I want is shawty to suck me up until I fade out That's the way to play it out Yeah This a headshot Heavy metal, Nigga Let the lead pop Headshot Give it to a nigga Like the Redbox Headshot Creepin on yo corner At a dead stop Headshot Give it to a nigga At his mailbox Times up lil nigga, cuz the match already started Light the blunt like a sparkler, if ya came ta party Shoulda been cut ya off, cuz you was scheming on the low If you was a rapper, you prollie still a nigga flow We ina middle of the ring, let us go blow for blow You'll be laying horizontal, we can call it toe for toe Cross you up, step over you, like I'm AI F*ck with me wrong, I hit ya bitch with that praise god "Oh lord," she screamed I'm just the Dark Lord Ray, baby Pull out game strong, but all my hoes call me daddy That ain't my baby Hmph But that's my baby She got everything, til she start acting crazy If she eat it up, shawty get all my praises F*ck up, don't buck up, we be in and out of state You know im coming strong, but Ray don't leave a trace If it ain't a headshot, we calling that bitch today This a headshot Heavy metal, Nigga Let the lead pop Headshot Give it to a nigga Like the Redbox Headshot Creepin on yo corner At a dead stop Headshot Give it to a nigga At his mailbox
Sanatçı: R.M.G.
Türü: Belirtilmemiş
Ajans/Yapımcı: Belirtilmemiş
Şarkı Süresi: 2:47
Toplam: kayıtlı şarkı sözü
R.M.G. hakkında bilgi girilmemiş.

Fotoğrafı