Who Shot Ya Lyrics – NR3
Singer: NR3
Title: Who Shot Ya
〈Intro〉
〈.?.〉
〈Verse: NR Boor〉
I got shot 9 times and I ate it (and I ate it)
Same n#gg# shot me, didn’t make it (n#gg# dead)
Smokin xans got me higher than a spaceship (I’m high as sh#t)
Get his #ss, he try to run then we gon’ chase him
Brodie slime n#gg# shot me tried to hide (tried to hide)
I took 9 from a .40 I could’ve died
Big and 〈.?.〉 in a hit get you fried
Last 2 n#gg#s tried to play they in the sky
Get you smoked n#gg#
n#gg#s tried to kill me but they choked n#gg#
We got plenty shots so what you want n#gg#
It only took 2 weeks to get em gone n#gg# (shit was easy)
.30 spinned they block and got to breezing
Quanny lost 10 racks but he ain’t need it
I watched brodie run up 50 sh#t was easy
Last n#gg# tried to play we had to leave him
〈Verse: OT7 Quanny〉
Real trapper yeah I’m bustin drills right out the window
Ion know him he keep tellin all the b#tches he my kinfolk
We spin yo block y’all n#gg#s better duck and better get low (better get low)
I got plenty hoes that do whatever when I say “go” (when I say go)
b#tch I’m a bull ask about me on the north side
Keep a Glock just in case a n#gg# want get deep fried
Two b#tches I got one of ’em on each side
b#tch we got deals that we turn down like three times
Ain’t no tellin how I’m coming b#tch I do this
We got Glocks that hold like 30 shots, you ain’t stupid
Bro took like 9 shots that sh#t was nothing
Yeah, it’s time to ball
I told big bro “we need a bucket”
f#ck this b#tch and pass her to my man that sh#t is nothing
We don’t go nowhere without them Glocks you know they coming
Told this b#tch “don’t book me for a show, can’t bring my gun in”
Why you runnin?
Now that boy need go fronting
〈Verse: LIL NA〉
We catch more bodies than a f#cking cheerleader
The cops asking questions ima turn into a cricket
Did my first drill with the pack, 5 was tweakin
All month I been quarantine getting racks
Ran up like a dub lost a dub then got it back
Boor and Quanny play with Ps
I got grass like a barn
I gotta pay the bills full cons think I’m a star
Ima get that deal with no remorse
I told Meek we need 100k, 10 chains and 20 Glocks
I was signed to the streets before this ain’t what chu want
Last n#gg# play they put him in the sky like a blunt
In the city all my hoes 101
Opps said I’m lucky that they wasn’t strapped
Why you out here playin games?
n#gg# this ain’t Xbox
Your head shot you blew it boy
You better not blow your next shot
Trappin and I’m rapping
I know ima make it far
Watch em out
We got more shots than a f#cking bar
Bros gon’ clear it out
〈.?.〉
We doing tricks like it’s X Games
They asking questions bout them bodies we ain’t saying names
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