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Shoot Front The Reverend

๐Ÿ‘ค ShooterGang Kony โ€ข ๐ŸŽผ Second Hand Smoke โ€ข โฑ๏ธ 2:33
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โฑ๏ธ 2:33 duration
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๐Ÿ“œ Lyrics

Arkitects
Ha, ay, ay, ay
Tell your bitch all I need is the blue strips
She wanna fade when she see me with my new bitch
I got a Glock, sink ships, not loose lips
Shooters in the club, throw a punch, get your booth hit, I'll do it
Got three guns, wonder which one I'm using
Blood left stains on my kicks, got me boolin'
Ridin' with that bag on me, money I'm pursuing
Tell me how I'm linkin' with a stick, Patrick Ewing (thirty-three)
Fourteen bad hoes all up in my section
I ain't even old enough, I still got chopper in possession
.40 got a body on it, I'm just tryna show progression
If they catch me at church, I'm gon' shoot front the reverend, nigga
If you ridin' with a snitch, then you tellin', nigga
Kony, he look rich, but he will kill you for Margielas, nigga
Murder what I wrote, signed in blood 'fore I mail it, nigga
I smell bitch on the beat, I can smell you, nigga
Ay ho, please stop, P, I need her out the way
Met her with my main, told her meet me in the Bay
Fifteen shots, pop ridin' with a K
Sit outside his mama house, we gon' leave him where he lay, nigga
Sixteen, bitch, swallow Perc' to the face
See this .40 on my waist for a nigga wanna hate
Send her on a date, she keep calling me her bae
I just tell her how it is, guess she never had an ape, nigga
Huh, I was sippin' Henn', I was servin' 'caine (no cap)
No cap, my favorite fiend was drinking Slurricane
I bet Kony learned the streets before he learned his name
I'm like Kobe with the heat, I'm shooting over Ace
Nigga shot at OMB with his eyes closed (bitch)
I would've shot that pussy nigga with a blindfold
I would've jumped in front of Ken with my nine on
And thank him for the chance for me to get my slide on
Nigga, it ain't no questioning my G
B Eighth, Eastside, I'm the best in the D
When it come to checkin' niggas, puttin' bitches on they feet
Nigga talkin' 'bout he woke, bet the Drac' leave him sleep, huh
White boy don't disrespect the black man
Tell a lil' bitch I smack her with my backhand
Give 'em newspapers, traphouse the crack stand
Bitch, this ain't no crab oil when I say the bag in
I used to transport the bows in my pants leg
Baby baby used to suck the dick in front her best friend
I will shoot the chopstick in front the reverend
If a pussy nigga say he tryna block my blessing
Tell your bitch all I need is the blue strips
She wanna fade when she see me with my new bitch
I got a Glock, sink ships, not loose lips
Shooters in the club, throw a punch, get your booth hit, I'll do it
Got three guns, wonder which one I'm using
Blood left stains on my kicks, got me boolin'
Ridin' with that bag on me, money I'm pursuing
Tell me how I'm linkin' with a stick, Patrick Ewing (thirty-three)
Fourteen bad hoes all up in my section
(I still, I still got chopper in my hands)
.40 got a body on it, I'm just tryna show progression
If they catch me at church, I'm gon' shoot front the reverend, nigga

โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics

[00:06.27] Arkitects
[00:15.08] Ha, ay, ay, ay
[00:17.92] Tell your bitch all I need is the blue strips
[00:20.11] She wanna fade when she see me with my new bitch
[00:22.48] I got a Glock, sink ships, not loose lips
[00:24.64] Shooters in the club, throw a punch, get your booth hit, I'll do it
[00:27.42] Got three guns, wonder which one I'm using
[00:29.72] Blood left stains on my kicks, got me boolin'
[00:32.08] Ridin' with that bag on me, money I'm pursuing
[00:34.30] Tell me how I'm linkin' with a stick, Patrick Ewing (thirty-three)
[00:36.65] Fourteen bad hoes all up in my section
[00:38.59] I ain't even old enough, I still got chopper in possession
[00:40.91] .40 got a body on it, I'm just tryna show progression
[00:43.24] If they catch me at church, I'm gon' shoot front the reverend, nigga
[00:45.70] If you ridin' with a snitch, then you tellin', nigga
[00:48.11] Kony, he look rich, but he will kill you for Margielas, nigga
[00:50.47] Murder what I wrote, signed in blood 'fore I mail it, nigga
[00:52.88] I smell bitch on the beat, I can smell you, nigga
[00:54.84] Ay ho, please stop, P, I need her out the way
[00:56.90] Met her with my main, told her meet me in the Bay
[00:59.37] Fifteen shots, pop ridin' with a K
[01:01.77] Sit outside his mama house, we gon' leave him where he lay, nigga
[01:03.95] Sixteen, bitch, swallow Perc' to the face
[01:06.42] See this .40 on my waist for a nigga wanna hate
[01:08.66] Send her on a date, she keep calling me her bae
[01:11.02] I just tell her how it is, guess she never had an ape, nigga
[01:13.45] Huh, I was sippin' Henn', I was servin' 'caine (no cap)
[01:16.17] No cap, my favorite fiend was drinking Slurricane
[01:18.27] I bet Kony learned the streets before he learned his name
[01:20.48] I'm like Kobe with the heat, I'm shooting over Ace
[01:22.74] Nigga shot at OMB with his eyes closed (bitch)
[01:25.21] I would've shot that pussy nigga with a blindfold
[01:27.29] I would've jumped in front of Ken with my nine on
[01:29.68] And thank him for the chance for me to get my slide on
[01:32.08] Nigga, it ain't no questioning my G
[01:34.20] B Eighth, Eastside, I'm the best in the D
[01:36.43] When it come to checkin' niggas, puttin' bitches on they feet
[01:38.64] Nigga talkin' 'bout he woke, bet the Drac' leave him sleep, huh
[01:41.17] White boy don't disrespect the black man
[01:43.41] Tell a lil' bitch I smack her with my backhand
[01:45.72] Give 'em newspapers, traphouse the crack stand
[01:48.00] Bitch, this ain't no crab oil when I say the bag in
[01:50.36] I used to transport the bows in my pants leg
[01:52.04] Baby baby used to suck the dick in front her best friend
[01:55.25] I will shoot the chopstick in front the reverend
[01:57.06] If a pussy nigga say he tryna block my blessing
[01:59.35] Tell your bitch all I need is the blue strips
[02:01.32] She wanna fade when she see me with my new bitch
[02:03.64] I got a Glock, sink ships, not loose lips
[02:06.00] Shooters in the club, throw a punch, get your booth hit, I'll do it
[02:08.65] Got three guns, wonder which one I'm using
[02:10.98] Blood left stains on my kicks, got me boolin'
[02:13.18] Ridin' with that bag on me, money I'm pursuing
[02:15.72] Tell me how I'm linkin' with a stick, Patrick Ewing (thirty-three)
[02:18.11] Fourteen bad hoes all up in my section
[02:20.25] (I still, I still got chopper in my hands)
[02:22.35] .40 got a body on it, I'm just tryna show progression
[02:24.83] If they catch me at church, I'm gon' shoot front the reverend, nigga

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