Throw it up
These niggas weird and I don't want nothin' to do with em
Come off the hip with the flare
Billy boy there then he shootin' em
Ain't no shootin' blicks up in the air
That's for the ones with no use for em
Goons know what to do with em
They know he a stain, they snatchin' this chain
He move and they boomin' him
I was deep in trenches
Knee deep in the game, you was huggin' the benches
Taught by the realest to shoot and learn how to maneuver
And never be scared of a sentence
Don't want my demons spinnin' your block
Cause if it's up, that shit's stuck
Lost your luck if it's us, my goons gon' bend this bitch up
Pray to God that I don't get nervous
Start thinking its lit and I get the purging
And niggas is lurkin', put on a show and they closin' ya curtain
For certain, one shot, he need more than a surgeon
Ain't no doctor stitchin' em up, just white chalk
And tape for precaution, and the coroner's pickin' them up
Ay yo Pop, man these niggas is ducks
They couldn't ever become one of us
It's only the fam, and you come at us and we do em like Duck
You out of luck, y'all niggas is cap, it's not what you want
Glock on my lap, we ain't poppin' no trunk
We movin em up, if you throw it up, then you know what's up
Young and he buggin', aint scared
Block just don't know what to do with em
Come up with a hip if you dare, silly boy movin', we shootin' em
Gun be so dirty, shit I never shared
Don't ask if you ain't shootin' or usin' em
Y'all don't know what to do with em
You don't put in pain, you considered a stain
Either we robbin' or usin' em
Been in the trenches, handlin' business
You can't always trust niggas intentions
Can't regret a single decision, but have to accept it's a life full of sinning
Been trappin' all day
This shit feel like a sentence
If I gave em the word, you get put it in a box, no exclamations
Nigga that's how we end it
Only got one shot, from the muddiest trenches
Had to dirty my soda
Only got one shot, from the muddiest trenches
Played the block, not the benches
Only got one shot
That mean one in the head, and I'm keepin' it close
These niggas be cocky, you know how they boast
If I feel disrespect, shit, I'm doin' the most
Winters was freezing, had to trap for my coat,
Snowing to sleet, streets gettin' colder
Young niggas is wild, and I watched them get older
I'm doin' em dirty, I stick that pour up
You know how we react
We fight, never froze up
I'm rippin' his chest, that nigga is sowed up
Get hit in your shit for pickin' that pole up
See Tom cruisin' by, acting like you don't know me
Oh boy, you don't know me
I'm top gun, better not run
In fact, I'ma make his ass move a lil' slowly
JNatcherro - 1 Shot (feat. 550) Lyrics
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Throw it up
These niggas weird and I don't want nothin' to do with em
Come off the hip with the flare
Billy boy there then he shootin' em
Ain't no shootin' blicks up in the air
That's for the ones with no use for em
Goons know what to do with em
They know he a stain, they snatchin' this chain
He move and they boomin' him
I was deep in trenches
Knee deep in the game, you was huggin' the benches
Taught by the realest to shoot and learn how to maneuver
And never be scared of a sentence
Don't want my demons spinnin' your block
Cause if it's up, that shit's stuck
Lost your luck if it's us, my goons gon' bend this bitch up
Pray to God that I don't get nervous
Start thinking its lit and I get the purging
And niggas is lurkin', put on a show and they closin' ya curtain
For certain, one shot, he need more than a surgeon
Ain't no doctor stitchin' em up, just white chalk
And tape for precaution, and the coroner's pickin' them up
Ay yo Pop, man these niggas is ducks
They couldn't ever become one of us
It's only the fam, and you come at us and we do em like Duck
You out of luck, y'all niggas is cap, it's not what you want
Glock on my lap, we ain't poppin' no trunk
We movin em up, if you throw it up, then you know what's up
Young and he buggin', aint scared
Block just don't know what to do with em
Come up with a hip if you dare, silly boy movin', we shootin' em
Gun be so dirty, shit I never shared
Don't ask if you ain't shootin' or usin' em
Y'all don't know what to do with em
You don't put in pain, you considered a stain
Either we robbin' or usin' em
Been in the trenches, handlin' business
You can't always trust niggas intentions
Can't regret a single decision, but have to accept it's a life full of sinning
Been trappin' all day
This shit feel like a sentence
If I gave em the word, you get put it in a box, no exclamations
Nigga that's how we end it
Only got one shot, from the muddiest trenches
Had to dirty my soda
Only got one shot, from the muddiest trenches
Played the block, not the benches
Only got one shot
That mean one in the head, and I'm keepin' it close
These niggas be cocky, you know how they boast
If I feel disrespect, shit, I'm doin' the most
Winters was freezing, had to trap for my coat,
Snowing to sleet, streets gettin' colder
Young niggas is wild, and I watched them get older
I'm doin' em dirty, I stick that pour up
You know how we react
We fight, never froze up
I'm rippin' his chest, that nigga is sowed up
Get hit in your shit for pickin' that pole up
See Tom cruisin' by, acting like you don't know me
Oh boy, you don't know me
I'm top gun, better not run
In fact, I'ma make his ass move a lil' slowly
These niggas weird and I don't want nothin' to do with em
Come off the hip with the flare
Billy boy there then he shootin' em
Ain't no shootin' blicks up in the air
That's for the ones with no use for em
Goons know what to do with em
They know he a stain, they snatchin' this chain
He move and they boomin' him
I was deep in trenches
Knee deep in the game, you was huggin' the benches
Taught by the realest to shoot and learn how to maneuver
And never be scared of a sentence
Don't want my demons spinnin' your block
Cause if it's up, that shit's stuck
Lost your luck if it's us, my goons gon' bend this bitch up
Pray to God that I don't get nervous
Start thinking its lit and I get the purging
And niggas is lurkin', put on a show and they closin' ya curtain
For certain, one shot, he need more than a surgeon
Ain't no doctor stitchin' em up, just white chalk
And tape for precaution, and the coroner's pickin' them up
Ay yo Pop, man these niggas is ducks
They couldn't ever become one of us
It's only the fam, and you come at us and we do em like Duck
You out of luck, y'all niggas is cap, it's not what you want
Glock on my lap, we ain't poppin' no trunk
We movin em up, if you throw it up, then you know what's up
Young and he buggin', aint scared
Block just don't know what to do with em
Come up with a hip if you dare, silly boy movin', we shootin' em
Gun be so dirty, shit I never shared
Don't ask if you ain't shootin' or usin' em
Y'all don't know what to do with em
You don't put in pain, you considered a stain
Either we robbin' or usin' em
Been in the trenches, handlin' business
You can't always trust niggas intentions
Can't regret a single decision, but have to accept it's a life full of sinning
Been trappin' all day
This shit feel like a sentence
If I gave em the word, you get put it in a box, no exclamations
Nigga that's how we end it
Only got one shot, from the muddiest trenches
Had to dirty my soda
Only got one shot, from the muddiest trenches
Played the block, not the benches
Only got one shot
That mean one in the head, and I'm keepin' it close
These niggas be cocky, you know how they boast
If I feel disrespect, shit, I'm doin' the most
Winters was freezing, had to trap for my coat,
Snowing to sleet, streets gettin' colder
Young niggas is wild, and I watched them get older
I'm doin' em dirty, I stick that pour up
You know how we react
We fight, never froze up
I'm rippin' his chest, that nigga is sowed up
Get hit in your shit for pickin' that pole up
See Tom cruisin' by, acting like you don't know me
Oh boy, you don't know me
I'm top gun, better not run
In fact, I'ma make his ass move a lil' slowly
Writer: John Carter
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