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cowboy one shot (gang) 
Голод меня движет, но я не ломаюсь как save

Джими, джими, эй
Джи чё?
Джими, дай чай
Джими, джими лей 
Хватит спать - давай собирай

the higher balance?
Gotta hire new accountants
Fire thru the doubters
Got the 9 shot 11 times like I blew the towers
shit.

Every time I leave the house
I be

All these apps keep billing me
I just hope ya feeling me
Cus I got limited energy
Inside bout a century
Got shot still it mess wit me
I just call it

that life so sweet mi wonder how mi teeth no hot fresh ina mi slippers and mi teez a maths neva left e glock a any weh mi squeeze a shot different

Verse 1 (J-kwon)
There’s way too much talking bout what I ain’t got 
If we beef and a week go by I’m like why he ain’t shot 
What you know about

the booth
Sideburns wolverine
But I got my saber tooth
In the grayish coupe
I got more than one
Like a wayans spoof
Finally shot a gun
Such power I got to aim

Flow sungle bhai
1 shot is cooking
Its spicy beef thats
What im cooking
Ywahim cooking
Are you cooking no
Im not

really tired Somebody call the fire truck, the block is hot
You know niggas out here really getting shot
I can tell a killer nigga you ain't one
Me

And let you listen to me, let's, Go

Me and my partners, we gon' up the scope
One, two, three shots, if you ain't die
Then we might let off four
Imortally

a warning, grab my Glock
If you walk in this bitch
Then you finna get shot
I got a bitch at the crib
And she givin' me top
And the pussy so wet, it get hit

Had them boy there missin' (Nyuum)
Swing my arms with action, shootin'
My shot, one eye, Like I'm Plankton
(Woo) one more pack, that's a hattrick
Me

huh
You ain't forget my jersey, did it?
Niggas don't think my jersey fittin'?
(Oh, what?) they say lil' bro let off
A hundred shots, nigga
I was there

old
Bitch for thinkin' small-minded (Uh)
And my new bitch wan' fuck a bitch
But I don't mind it
Thirty shot clip on my side like a sidekick
Uh (Grraow,

miens qu'j'gueule "on
Va les marrave ce soir"
J'entends "ça passe
Ça passe" gaffe à l'attaque
J'me vois sans état d'âme, sans regrets
Gros chaque shots me

the shots
Stop it I learned my pastor a pimp
I burned my past in a spliff
Cus I hurdled backwards and shit
For a worthless scandalous bitch
Mavi my twin he

the rimmer nigga

I say damn nigga I been on my
Shot lately drum up on a
Choppa this bitch here will fuck a
Fat lady the way I work
The ar with the stick lil'

vows to my guns
Bitch I'm married to my Glocks
I got my stick in the booth
I'm sendin' shots out the roof (Grrah)
In the convertible slidе
Bitch I done

can't walk
He can't run (He can't run)
Shot him in his face, he can't smile
He can't grunt (He can't grunt)
Try to rob me, boy, that shit a junkie stunt

that I was green
You don't think
Uzi'll leave your ass wetter than paint
Thirty four shot, you duck, you plank
Your bitch, she blow me like a dandelion

shots
In the bar than what them cops holdin'
Ain't got nothin' on that shit on my car
Buddy I'm not joking
I'm Foe Foe and if you didn't know
I'm a bad

body when you
Left you took my soul
Now my feelings match my car
Got them suicide doors

Demons all inside me gun shots excite me
Shootin' at the angels

direction to bust
Try to find me with your helly chopper beam
Give it your best shot I'm
Still serving up these fiends
Got shit tucked in my waist to hurt ya

The fuck you talk bout misery
Soundcloud is your only love
You never lost virginity
Fuck with that kaiser
Get shot you no fighter
I may crash the cypher

here
Man down, shots fire, lay 'em down
Extended clip, air it out
Keep bustin' 'til it ran out
Oh, I, caught a opp lackin' in
Traffic, made his soul fly,