Aim To Please, Shoot To Kill by Do Not Resurrect lyrics

Aim To Please, Shoot To Kill

Do Not Resurrect

GENRE

Rap

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[Hook]
Get smacked if you act up
Getcha racks up
.44 with a Mac tucked, getcha ass snuffed
Four hoes shaking ass, tell 'em pick it back up
Stone cold, just a wild frigid nigga masked up

What the fuck, bro?
I get it crackin' with the snubnose
She really asking "Where the love go?"
I don't really love hoes
She really mad and what the fuck for?
I been an addict for the blood flow
Nigga better run home

[Verse]
I keep it loaded off the lot and if we roll then I kill it
I keep a pole inside my pocket, put a hole in your Civic
You wanna go ok I got it, I keep smoke in the chimney
She running low on them narcotics so she hope I ain't busy
You wanna kill me wait in line, lil pussy, I ain't into that
I'm busy dying while you hatin' on the internet
I'm breathing fire out this big ass 9
My .45 operatic, sound like Satan when I spin it back

(BLAT!)
Hit the gas, cold steel when I crash cars
Cracked in the cap, hoes kill if I ask for it
You a hater and you know it homie
I brought a laser, not to mention got a 40 on me
Runnin' with the goddamn clip
In the goddamn Tec
Couple hot lead tips
Leave you goddamn dead
And if my 9 don't spit
Then my Glock gon' BLAM!
I'm a goddamn king
You a goddamn stan, lil bitch

[Hook x2]
Get smacked if you act up
Getcha racks up
.44 with a Mac tucked, getcha ass snuffed
Four hoes shaking ass, tell 'em pick it back up
Stone cold, just a wild frigid nigga masked up

What the fuck, bro?
I get it crackin' with the snubnose
She really asking "Where the love go?"
I don't really love hoes
She really mad and what the fuck for?
I been an addict for the blood flow
Nigga better run home

Get smacked if you act up
Getcha racks up
.44 with a Mac tucked, getcha ass snuffed
Four hoes shaking ass, tell 'em pick it back up
Stone cold, just a wild frigid nigga masked up

What the fuck, bro?
I get it crackin' with the snubnose
She really asking "Where the love go?"
I don't really love hoes
She really mad and what the fuck for?
I been an addict for the blood flow
Nigga better run home

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Don't Matter by Cosa ky lyrics

Don't Matter

Cosa ky

GENRE

Rap

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[Intro]
Yeah woah woah woah
Woah woah woah woah yeah
Woah woah woah woah
This just some shit I've been thinking 'bout

[Chorus]
It's like I don't matter (Oh)
Hearts been shattered (Oh)
Blood splattered, all over the floor (Oh)
And my new bitch badder (Oh)
Ex bitch madder (Oh)
I don't care she can't hurt me no more
I don't really care what she say or what she do
Cause it's not none of my, none of my, none of my, business I kicked her to the side

[Verse 1]
Time flies when you don't wanna die
Resurrect me and protect me, you makе me feel alive
I dealt with Icky Vicky, I put up with Coralinе
Living inside of my hell but found an angel inside
It's like nobody gets me baby but you get me just fine
Must've been crazy now I know that the lady lady was never mine
Never mine, I'm out of time
I said it twice, it's goodbye
[Bridge]
Goodbye to all my pain and all my sorrow (Sorrow)
I won't be calling that bitch back tomorrow (Tomorrow)
You gave me your heart said I could borrow (Borrow)
I said I'd give it back but I lied, said it was mine
I went from being sad all the time to being on cloud 9
And those lullabies were just one of my
They were one of my ways to say goodbye

[Chorus]
It's like I don't matter (Oh)
Hearts been shattered (Oh)
Blood splattered, all over the floor (Oh)
And my new bitch badder (Oh)
Ex bitch madder (Oh)
I don't care she can't hurt me no more
I don't really care what she say or what she do
Cause it's not none of my, none of my, none of my, business I kicked her to the side

[Verse 2]
Never knew not a love I had was poison
Never knew that you could hear the voices
It all comes down to these two choices
Are you gon' love me or are you gon' leave me
Are you gon' tell me the truth or deceive me
Lie to your friends and tell them you don't need me
You're truly hard but I make it look easy
But it ain't easy bae, it's never easy bae
If you leave me bae, I'll be seizing ay
[Bridge]
Won't be breathing ay
Give me a reason bae
Tell me why I should stay
Or why I should go
I gotta know
If you love me so, woah
Or if you love me not
I guess it's time to stop
My anxiety's hissing while I look up at the clock
And I'll be stuck on you
And I'll be calling you
Anywhere you go I'll, woah

[Chorus]
It's like I don't matter (Oh)
Hearts been shattered (Oh)
Blood splattered, all over the floor (Oh)
And my new bitch badder (Oh)
Ex bitch madder (Oh)
I don't care she can't hurt me no more
I don't really care what she say or what she do
Cause it's not none of my, none of my, none of my, business I kicked her to the side

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No Runner Up by GeeFreddo lyrics

No Runner Up

GeeFreddo

GENRE

R&B

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Give a fuck what they say they not feelin' me
Keep 'em hatin' I swear they not ending me
Not trusting a soul cause this fam can dress up in disguise but really be enemy
I got a disorder but I'm money hungry I'm countin' up lettuce be feeding me
I'm runnin' it up but I'm no runner up man you stupid you think that you beating me

Too familiar with pain I can't call it my friend
No I can't stop I ain't even begin
Went through it all and I'll do it again
In my thoughts yeah my head start to spin
I came from the bottom you know that I got 'em
I hopped in the game and I got it on lock
I pray everyday to the lord to take care of my brothers they still runnin' game on that block
Damn yeah the lil nigga be hot
They turning me up like a stove with a pot
They gone feel me for real ain't no cap and fuck whoever they saying is not

Work at the spot
I keep the Glock
I let it pop
You might get dropped
I'm used to the money I get it a lot
Let him run up on me get hit in yo top
I been riding 'round town with that glizzy
Nigga think I'm a lick that shit risky
I can't smoke regular I'm too picky
Talkin' down tell 'em come get up with me
I be runnin' it up but I'm no runner up
You get money too slow you ain't getting enough
I got searched in the front
Glock still in the club
Nigga standin' too close you get caught in a flood
She ain't trynna fuck so I'm fucking her friend
I hit it two times ima fuck with some twins
Size nine but I stay with a ten
Spin 'round his block put that boy in a blend

Give a fuck what they say they not feelin' me
Keep 'em hatin' I swear they not ending me
Not trusting a soul cause this fam can dress up in disguise but really be enemy
I got a disorder but I'm money hungry I'm countin' up lettuce be feeding me
I'm runnin' it up but I'm no runner up man you stupid you think that you beating me

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MATTER FACT by EGOVERT & Travis Barker lyrics

MATTER FACT

EGOVERT & Travis Barker

GENRE

Rap

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Lyrics from Snippets

[Intro]
Ayo, man, shout-out Travis Barker, nigga
Gang (Broadcast [?])
Skrr-skrr-skrr, yeah
Yeah

[Chorus]
Matter fact, I would rather kill myself than fuck with niggas (Yeah)
Bitch I'm wack, off a lot of substances, come take a picture (Woah)
Specialist, off the medicine, fucking no condom woman (What? What?)
Rest in piss, at your grave, it's grey, like grandma's pussy [?]
Matter fact, I would rather kill myself than turn to snitchin' (Turn this [?])
Resurrect all the dead homies that I'm learning with
I'm in her butt
Niggas think I'm weird, I do not give a fuck
Collect no cut, talkin' 'bout some bullshit
His bitch lookin' [?]

[Verse]
Skrrt on a fuck-ass nigga
It go blat-blat-blat-blat
Ring-ding-ding-ding
It go blat-blat-blat-blat
Ring-ding-ding-ding
That bitch, she dance, that bitch, she twerk
That bitch, she throw it back, it hurt
I feel like Kurt, well matter fact, I feel like Kurt
But off a Perc' (But fuck that)
Okay, walk in this bitch I go "Bang!"
Choppa hit nigga and face
Fa-fa-fa, in the night time, eatin' fried rice, I'm a nice guy
Turn to a [?]
Bitch, I'm on his head, with my [?] go night-night
Bitch, you might die, roll with me
Roll my blunt with a two-face with a toothpaste
I can't feel my face like a cold case…

…That's the sound she makes when she goes 'round
That's a bitch I wanna fuck around
[?] from out of town
Balenciagas and the shoes [?] wow
Fuck a nigga up on the ground…

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