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Warning Shots

Dillon Cooper

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Coop Killa Let the name simmer Hold Dat Rude boy true sinner Lil boy juice be the truth Pockets stay fat like a nigga Bruce Bruce Giving you a dose of the groove Mic check 1 2 Niggas still don't know COOP Brooklyn nigga. With the tattoos? Oh that motherfucker rap too? Yeah nigga I'm That dude Show up in the cut wit a strut Nigga get buck Jazz nigga shit I be like SO What Get it? Nah ya niggas Ain't wit it I'm wicked Oz shit Admit it All these motherfuckers jock mine Lil niggas u like they seen a Glock 9 (Doot-Doot) I JUST KILLED YO ASS Put em in a ditch dissapear yo ass RAD NIGGA Who'd've THOUGHT THAT ID EAT THE GAME THAT'S FOOD FOR THOUGHT Boutta give the game everything it want Niggas stay gassed but Im nonchalant 2 years when my daddy died RiP to pops but he smiling down and he good because I'm fine nigga Style before My time nigga Grandpa puffed with marley While touring sippin' bacardi My circle small an we on it So my kinfolk cool When I get rich My jewels gon' glisten like Mike Glove and I'll moonwalk Like a S-M double O T-H Criminal Chief like A Powhatan Take a trip out to Maryland And Get B-More Bent Turn Up Smoking evergreen in the bean You heard bruh? Dorchester to Mattapan Lawrence niggas my second Fam But they kno this nigga got Brooklyn roots I don't fear no nigga Strait my youte I changed up when Brian got popped Trust no nigga gotta watch my back Always Keep it 1hunna Im the Radass muhh fucka Who wan dun uss Murdered the the boom-BAP Fuck with the trap Pay me out front then we leave through back Fuck a blog cause im bout the money Fuck her good Becky bolton Woo.haw Bad mon tings Fronto and some bambu Rollin my trees Oh please You can't do the 5Gz Harlem shake Before 03 Pop a ollie before i a pop a molly Smoke and rappin my favorite hobby Skate on all these lames And these Bitches shouting my name They just Tryna get em some fame Man I swear these chicks be insane Poppin' bottles Bottle poppin' And Im smilin Aww man who'd've thought it Dillon Cooper Really bout it God damn I'm a G Real nigga never stuntin' Tell them bustaz quit the frontin' Talk but they ain't Sayin'nothin' [Chorus] I'm sending out warning shots.. Better watch yo back Coop Killa boutta blow shit up Warning Shots... Niggas Finna get dropped Thinking that they in the top spot... Warning Shots Proceed with caution my nigga Cause I'm gonna pull the trigger Sending warning shots Send it round yo block Them Warning shots Sending warning shots... You think y'all Dudes really fucking With a nigga like me.. Sending warning shots.. Pop 1 Number two Betta run when I get to number 3 Warning Shots Proceed with caution my nigga Cause I'm gonna pull the trigger Sending warning shots Send it round yo block Warning Shots
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