MARKSMAN
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โฑ๏ธ 2:12 duration
๐ ID: 10977299
๐ Lyrics
Fuckin on hoes that aint mine like im Offset
Woods and the drank got a nigga real off it
Straight to the green for the salad I toss em
Don't feel remorse for no lick I aint soft man
Fifty round drum finna pull up in Boston
Hit off a opp then head east to his bossman
Ain't with no talkin I'm straight to the chalkin
I'm up in his loft finna knock off his top man
Blast on his ass leave his ass on the carpet
Dip out apartment, then back to the car quick
Never miss targets, 1-8 we start shit, Dont care to bark bitch
Whole gang lethargic, we love to spark shit
Blunts or the opps packed up in a cartridge
Blow out the gas and get back to these marks man
Shoot like a marksman, dip if you smart man
Bullets all hot cover you like a dark tan
Ski mask on all they see is a dark man
Not no street soldier, more like a spartan
Got the AR and it shoot off yo arm man
Been down to shoot that shit out if you aren't than
Punches go crazy they knock out an armed man
Kill off an army and strangle the sergeant
Aint no one guardin, Blast every nigga I see when I barge in.
Bullets stay flying like fuck when we walk in
That's what they get when the bitch get to talkin
Won't take yo bitch let my niggaz get on it
Most of these rappers is typing like comments
I treat yo neck and yo head like a target
It's no body shots when I see you I'm sparkin
Smoking down opps if you want we can match it
We caught some bodies last year bitch stop cappin
I know that they scared these niggas some faggots
Fuck all that shit, on yo block let you have it
Pull of so fast almost crashed but I'm laughin
The way we turn nothing to something like magic
He duckin and dodgin his fade and its tragic
Hopin I catch you right here and this trackin
Reload my shit and start lightin that bitch
Or open the door and start fightin that bitch
We can get up make reality flip
And when he done breathin im bagging and dip
Back to the money im focused on shit
You niggaz hatin aint focused on shit
I see the difference in all of this shit
I see the difference in all of this shit
Woods and the drank got a nigga real off it
Straight to the green for the salad I toss em
Don't feel remorse for no lick I aint soft man
Fifty round drum finna pull up in Boston
Hit off a opp then head east to his bossman
Ain't with no talkin I'm straight to the chalkin
I'm up in his loft finna knock off his top man
Blast on his ass leave his ass on the carpet
Dip out apartment, then back to the car quick
Never miss targets, 1-8 we start shit, Dont care to bark bitch
Whole gang lethargic, we love to spark shit
Blunts or the opps packed up in a cartridge
Blow out the gas and get back to these marks man
Shoot like a marksman, dip if you smart man
Bullets all hot cover you like a dark tan
Ski mask on all they see is a dark man
Not no street soldier, more like a spartan
Got the AR and it shoot off yo arm man
Been down to shoot that shit out if you aren't than
Punches go crazy they knock out an armed man
Kill off an army and strangle the sergeant
Aint no one guardin, Blast every nigga I see when I barge in.
Bullets stay flying like fuck when we walk in
That's what they get when the bitch get to talkin
Won't take yo bitch let my niggaz get on it
Most of these rappers is typing like comments
I treat yo neck and yo head like a target
It's no body shots when I see you I'm sparkin
Smoking down opps if you want we can match it
We caught some bodies last year bitch stop cappin
I know that they scared these niggas some faggots
Fuck all that shit, on yo block let you have it
Pull of so fast almost crashed but I'm laughin
The way we turn nothing to something like magic
He duckin and dodgin his fade and its tragic
Hopin I catch you right here and this trackin
Reload my shit and start lightin that bitch
Or open the door and start fightin that bitch
We can get up make reality flip
And when he done breathin im bagging and dip
Back to the money im focused on shit
You niggaz hatin aint focused on shit
I see the difference in all of this shit
I see the difference in all of this shit
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:17.69] Fuckin on hoes that aint mine like im Offset
[00:19.87] Woods and the drank got a nigga real off it
[00:22.05] Straight to the green for the salad I toss em
[00:24.24] Don't feel remorse for no lick I aint soft man
[00:26.41] Fifty round drum finna pull up in Boston
[00:28.65] Hit off a opp then head east to his bossman
[00:30.60] Ain't with no talkin I'm straight to the chalkin
[00:32.88] I'm up in his loft finna knock off his top man
[00:35.26] Blast on his ass leave his ass on the carpet
[00:37.48] Dip out apartment, then back to the car quick
[00:39.65] Never miss targets, 1-8 we start shit, Dont care to bark bitch
[00:42.98] Whole gang lethargic, we love to spark shit
[00:45.12] Blunts or the opps packed up in a cartridge
[00:47.35] Blow out the gas and get back to these marks man
[00:49.56] Shoot like a marksman, dip if you smart man
[00:51.71] Bullets all hot cover you like a dark tan
[00:53.95] Ski mask on all they see is a dark man
[00:56.15] Not no street soldier, more like a spartan
[00:58.33] Got the AR and it shoot off yo arm man
[01:00.68] Been down to shoot that shit out if you aren't than
[01:02.74] Punches go crazy they knock out an armed man
[01:04.99] Kill off an army and strangle the sergeant
[01:07.22] Aint no one guardin, Blast every nigga I see when I barge in.
[01:12.55]
[01:14.85] Bullets stay flying like fuck when we walk in
[01:17.09] That's what they get when the bitch get to talkin
[01:19.25] Won't take yo bitch let my niggaz get on it
[01:21.43] Most of these rappers is typing like comments
[01:23.73] I treat yo neck and yo head like a target
[01:25.68] It's no body shots when I see you I'm sparkin
[01:27.95] Smoking down opps if you want we can match it
[01:30.25] We caught some bodies last year bitch stop cappin
[01:32.27] I know that they scared these niggas some faggots
[01:34.62] Fuck all that shit, on yo block let you have it
[01:36.71] Pull of so fast almost crashed but I'm laughin
[01:38.91] The way we turn nothing to something like magic
[01:41.04] He duckin and dodgin his fade and its tragic
[01:43.46] Hopin I catch you right here and this trackin
[01:45.72] Reload my shit and start lightin that bitch
[01:47.72] Or open the door and start fightin that bitch
[01:50.03] We can get up make reality flip
[01:52.11] And when he done breathin im bagging and dip
[01:54.47] Back to the money im focused on shit
[01:56.62] You niggaz hatin aint focused on shit
[01:58.93] I see the difference in all of this shit
[02:01.03] I see the difference in all of this shit
[02:03.01]
[00:19.87] Woods and the drank got a nigga real off it
[00:22.05] Straight to the green for the salad I toss em
[00:24.24] Don't feel remorse for no lick I aint soft man
[00:26.41] Fifty round drum finna pull up in Boston
[00:28.65] Hit off a opp then head east to his bossman
[00:30.60] Ain't with no talkin I'm straight to the chalkin
[00:32.88] I'm up in his loft finna knock off his top man
[00:35.26] Blast on his ass leave his ass on the carpet
[00:37.48] Dip out apartment, then back to the car quick
[00:39.65] Never miss targets, 1-8 we start shit, Dont care to bark bitch
[00:42.98] Whole gang lethargic, we love to spark shit
[00:45.12] Blunts or the opps packed up in a cartridge
[00:47.35] Blow out the gas and get back to these marks man
[00:49.56] Shoot like a marksman, dip if you smart man
[00:51.71] Bullets all hot cover you like a dark tan
[00:53.95] Ski mask on all they see is a dark man
[00:56.15] Not no street soldier, more like a spartan
[00:58.33] Got the AR and it shoot off yo arm man
[01:00.68] Been down to shoot that shit out if you aren't than
[01:02.74] Punches go crazy they knock out an armed man
[01:04.99] Kill off an army and strangle the sergeant
[01:07.22] Aint no one guardin, Blast every nigga I see when I barge in.
[01:12.55]
[01:14.85] Bullets stay flying like fuck when we walk in
[01:17.09] That's what they get when the bitch get to talkin
[01:19.25] Won't take yo bitch let my niggaz get on it
[01:21.43] Most of these rappers is typing like comments
[01:23.73] I treat yo neck and yo head like a target
[01:25.68] It's no body shots when I see you I'm sparkin
[01:27.95] Smoking down opps if you want we can match it
[01:30.25] We caught some bodies last year bitch stop cappin
[01:32.27] I know that they scared these niggas some faggots
[01:34.62] Fuck all that shit, on yo block let you have it
[01:36.71] Pull of so fast almost crashed but I'm laughin
[01:38.91] The way we turn nothing to something like magic
[01:41.04] He duckin and dodgin his fade and its tragic
[01:43.46] Hopin I catch you right here and this trackin
[01:45.72] Reload my shit and start lightin that bitch
[01:47.72] Or open the door and start fightin that bitch
[01:50.03] We can get up make reality flip
[01:52.11] And when he done breathin im bagging and dip
[01:54.47] Back to the money im focused on shit
[01:56.62] You niggaz hatin aint focused on shit
[01:58.93] I see the difference in all of this shit
[02:01.03] I see the difference in all of this shit
[02:03.01]