| Song | One Shot Kill |
| Artist | Jayo Felony |
| Album | Crip Hop |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Fgffe, Savage | |
| Uh, the shoota! | |
| Uh, uh.. | |
| [Jayo Felony] | |
| Yeah, caught em slippin tryin to order a burrito | |
| Then I ****ed up his stealo | |
| Nigga you know that we low | |
| I left him shorter than Skealo | |
| (?) wasn't bangin | |
| Wasn't his brains wasn't hangin | |
| And the next song you'll hear will be choir sangin | |
| He think he scared now but see that nigga been afraid | |
| Yo pops bust a nut in ya moms in sixty seconds ya +Minute Maid+ | |
| It's loco nigga, we keep comin wit heat | |
| Boy I keep my shit nappin like Leo on Beach Street | |
| I'm used to to never miss cus I got em on heat seak | |
| Like Biggie said I'm the nigga that mixed the weed with the meak leak | |
| It's in my teams to keep comin wicked | |
| The (?) sniper, for some reason I don't get tickets | |
| Bullet Loc I only spit that top dolla shit | |
| I'm on that pimp of your bay area pop ya colla shit | |
| What did y'all ever think that you can blow against me? | |
| I'm the grain how the hell you think that you can go against me? | |
| [Chorus x4] | |
| I'm the shoota.. | |
| One shot kill! | |
| [Jayo Felony] | |
| I'm the do', **** up your flow like the beat off | |
| Hit ya bitch while she smellin my dick and skeet off | |
| In the nostral, I'm quick to make em all like cows | |
| Keep em hostile, cus niggas over here got styles | |
| I don't play with these, I smoke em to get away with these | |
| Try me please; all MCs get bent like knees | |
| To my homies in the pen, my loved ones | |
| If it don't get done with five fingas then don't get done | |
| I'm quiet and calm and I might give you some dat | |
| What I'm really thinkin in my mind is "Nigga, you can't rap" | |
| I carry songs like straps you know I'm quick to touch and scream | |
| "**** a hit" cus I got more spit than Sylvester | |
| Hit a tragic with an automatic make you breath like an asthmatic | |
| Static, what's that? That shit that get up in my fabric? | |
| Uh, while you lazy niggas let time pass | |
| I'm in Tahiti with my bitch let go when against I'm up her ass | |
| [Chorus x4] | |
| I'm the shoota.. | |
| One shot kill! | |
| [Jayo Felony] | |
| Always talkin about you jackin, nigga SHUT UP! | |
| I got bitches on my team that can squab and rob betta | |
| The clutch hitta, and I ain't never been much of a quitta | |
| The type of cat that would put your ****in face in my litta | |
| They wanna test, but they know they'll get smack and shit | |
| My aim Deadly my middle name Accurate | |
| I might spit on a nigga from far away outta spite | |
| My eye on you like CBS you're never +Out of Sight+ | |
| Right before you hit the corner, I shoot you there | |
| Too small to sit at my table, you need a booster chair | |
| And you'll never ever hear a nigga say I don't like'im | |
| Cus if I don't like'im I quickly Wesley Snipe'im | |
| It's Peer Pressure nigga, and I talk to models | |
| You couldn't see me with bifocals the size of Coke bottles | |
| You a rapper, but MC's flow it the best | |
| You heard it from me nigga, **** the rest! | |
| [Chorus x4] | |
| I'm the shoota.. | |
| One shot kill |
| zuo ci : Fgffe, Savage | |
| Uh, the shoota! | |
| Uh, uh.. | |
| Jayo Felony | |
| Yeah, caught em slippin tryin to order a burrito | |
| Then I ed up his stealo | |
| Nigga you know that we low | |
| I left him shorter than Skealo | |
| ? wasn' t bangin | |
| Wasn' t his brains wasn' t hangin | |
| And the next song you' ll hear will be choir sangin | |
| He think he scared now but see that nigga been afraid | |
| Yo pops bust a nut in ya moms in sixty seconds ya Minute Maid | |
| It' s loco nigga, we keep comin wit heat | |
| Boy I keep my shit nappin like Leo on Beach Street | |
| I' m used to to never miss cus I got em on heat seak | |
| Like Biggie said I' m the nigga that mixed the weed with the meak leak | |
| It' s in my teams to keep comin wicked | |
| The ? sniper, for some reason I don' t get tickets | |
| Bullet Loc I only spit that top dolla shit | |
| I' m on that pimp of your bay area pop ya colla shit | |
| What did y' all ever think that you can blow against me? | |
| I' m the grain how the hell you think that you can go against me? | |
| Chorus x4 | |
| I' m the shoota.. | |
| One shot kill! | |
| Jayo Felony | |
| I' m the do', up your flow like the beat off | |
| Hit ya bitch while she smellin my dick and skeet off | |
| In the nostral, I' m quick to make em all like cows | |
| Keep em hostile, cus niggas over here got styles | |
| I don' t play with these, I smoke em to get away with these | |
| Try me please all MCs get bent like knees | |
| To my homies in the pen, my loved ones | |
| If it don' t get done with five fingas then don' t get done | |
| I' m quiet and calm and I might give you some dat | |
| What I' m really thinkin in my mind is " Nigga, you can' t rap" | |
| I carry songs like straps you know I' m quick to touch and scream | |
| " a hit" cus I got more spit than Sylvester | |
| Hit a tragic with an automatic make you breath like an asthmatic | |
| Static, what' s that? That shit that get up in my fabric? | |
| Uh, while you lazy niggas let time pass | |
| I' m in Tahiti with my bitch let go when against I' m up her ass | |
| Chorus x4 | |
| I' m the shoota.. | |
| One shot kill! | |
| Jayo Felony | |
| Always talkin about you jackin, nigga SHUT UP! | |
| I got bitches on my team that can squab and rob betta | |
| The clutch hitta, and I ain' t never been much of a quitta | |
| The type of cat that would put your in face in my litta | |
| They wanna test, but they know they' ll get smack and shit | |
| My aim Deadly my middle name Accurate | |
| I might spit on a nigga from far away outta spite | |
| My eye on you like CBS you' re never Out of Sight | |
| Right before you hit the corner, I shoot you there | |
| Too small to sit at my table, you need a booster chair | |
| And you' ll never ever hear a nigga say I don' t like' im | |
| Cus if I don' t like' im I quickly Wesley Snipe' im | |
| It' s Peer Pressure nigga, and I talk to models | |
| You couldn' t see me with bifocals the size of Coke bottles | |
| You a rapper, but MC' s flow it the best | |
| You heard it from me nigga, the rest! | |
| Chorus x4 | |
| I' m the shoota.. | |
| One shot kill |
| zuò cí : Fgffe, Savage | |
| Uh, the shoota! | |
| Uh, uh.. | |
| Jayo Felony | |
| Yeah, caught em slippin tryin to order a burrito | |
| Then I ed up his stealo | |
| Nigga you know that we low | |
| I left him shorter than Skealo | |
| ? wasn' t bangin | |
| Wasn' t his brains wasn' t hangin | |
| And the next song you' ll hear will be choir sangin | |
| He think he scared now but see that nigga been afraid | |
| Yo pops bust a nut in ya moms in sixty seconds ya Minute Maid | |
| It' s loco nigga, we keep comin wit heat | |
| Boy I keep my shit nappin like Leo on Beach Street | |
| I' m used to to never miss cus I got em on heat seak | |
| Like Biggie said I' m the nigga that mixed the weed with the meak leak | |
| It' s in my teams to keep comin wicked | |
| The ? sniper, for some reason I don' t get tickets | |
| Bullet Loc I only spit that top dolla shit | |
| I' m on that pimp of your bay area pop ya colla shit | |
| What did y' all ever think that you can blow against me? | |
| I' m the grain how the hell you think that you can go against me? | |
| Chorus x4 | |
| I' m the shoota.. | |
| One shot kill! | |
| Jayo Felony | |
| I' m the do', up your flow like the beat off | |
| Hit ya bitch while she smellin my dick and skeet off | |
| In the nostral, I' m quick to make em all like cows | |
| Keep em hostile, cus niggas over here got styles | |
| I don' t play with these, I smoke em to get away with these | |
| Try me please all MCs get bent like knees | |
| To my homies in the pen, my loved ones | |
| If it don' t get done with five fingas then don' t get done | |
| I' m quiet and calm and I might give you some dat | |
| What I' m really thinkin in my mind is " Nigga, you can' t rap" | |
| I carry songs like straps you know I' m quick to touch and scream | |
| " a hit" cus I got more spit than Sylvester | |
| Hit a tragic with an automatic make you breath like an asthmatic | |
| Static, what' s that? That shit that get up in my fabric? | |
| Uh, while you lazy niggas let time pass | |
| I' m in Tahiti with my bitch let go when against I' m up her ass | |
| Chorus x4 | |
| I' m the shoota.. | |
| One shot kill! | |
| Jayo Felony | |
| Always talkin about you jackin, nigga SHUT UP! | |
| I got bitches on my team that can squab and rob betta | |
| The clutch hitta, and I ain' t never been much of a quitta | |
| The type of cat that would put your in face in my litta | |
| They wanna test, but they know they' ll get smack and shit | |
| My aim Deadly my middle name Accurate | |
| I might spit on a nigga from far away outta spite | |
| My eye on you like CBS you' re never Out of Sight | |
| Right before you hit the corner, I shoot you there | |
| Too small to sit at my table, you need a booster chair | |
| And you' ll never ever hear a nigga say I don' t like' im | |
| Cus if I don' t like' im I quickly Wesley Snipe' im | |
| It' s Peer Pressure nigga, and I talk to models | |
| You couldn' t see me with bifocals the size of Coke bottles | |
| You a rapper, but MC' s flow it the best | |
| You heard it from me nigga, the rest! | |
| Chorus x4 | |
| I' m the shoota.. | |
| One shot kill |