Correction Paroles Shoot You Down par YoungstaCPT

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Blisters on my feet
The world up on my shoulders
Blood all on your hands
Jubilee it’s not kosher
Terror on the news but I swear [?]
And I never stop to shine even in the murkiest [?]

Whoop whoop whoop whoop [?]
Whoop whoop whoop whoop
Where you go when you cannot run or hide
They gonna shoot you down
Whoop whoop whoop whoop [?]
Whoop whoop whoop whoop
Where you go when you cannot run or hide
They gonna shoot you down

Doop doop doop doop doop doop you better duck
The impact will feel like a [?]
And when you get hit you’ll be saying oh shucks
Cause you’ll need a crutch when these bullets destruct
I come from a place where there’s suffering and sorrow
Hustling but not sure if you’ll see tomorrow
YOLO’s the motto but you can get shot though
Feeling all sleepy these bullets are hollow
You could be headless and you’ll need a weapon
It’s just for protection you spraying that pepper
They spraying Glocks and AK-47’s
At least when you die they’ll remember you legends
Stray bullets are bouncing around our surroundings
Rather get caught with the gun than without him
The same place you saw him that’s where they found him
The children were running, the women were shouting like…

Whoop whoop whoop whoop [?]
Whoop whoop whoop whoop
Where you go when you cannot  run or hide
They gonna shoot you down
Whoop whoop whoop whoop [?]
Whoop whoop whoop whoop
Where you go when you cannot run or hide
They gonna shoot you down

Get on the ground when the shots are erupting
Don’t have a gat then throw him with a baksteen
Don’t bring a knife to a gun fight it’s nothing
The way that we roll you would think we the Russians
Pushing the button you pushing and shoving
Running hoping we don’t turn you to mutton
Vest underneath better fasten your buttons
Or your blood will run like a bowl full of custard
Are you disgusted the kinnes feel flustered
9 mil will bust it
Women and men lie no man can be trusted
‘Specially while living round gangsters and hustlers
Fathers will leave us our mothers will love us
Some did without and some are above us
Just chilling with angels they watching down under
God are you calling my number, my phone rings...

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