Oh, darling!

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K Money - Rap, Toronto Rap

Oh, darling!

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[Intro] (Keystone) My own shooter missed the shot, he missed the open shot Well, fuck him, he ain't my shooter no more It's a cold case They ain't gon' find out about that shit 42 Division could suck my dick 55 could suck my dick 'Cause that's a cold case They ain't gon' find about that shit I made sure, nigga, I know They ain't gon' find out about that shit 'Cause that's a cold case [Chorus] I caught that body 'cause I ain't had nothin' better to do that day (Baow, baow, baow, baow) I caught that other body 'cause I heard they tryna play (Baow, baow, baow, baow) I'm in the Southside, and I'm lookin' for another face I just done Ramadan and got caught, nigga, I should have prayed Fuck, I should have prayed salah But instead I was on that block I was chasin' down a opp (Baow) How's everybody sendin' shots, but no one's gettin' shot? My own shooter missed the shot, he missed the open shot Well, fuck him, he ain't my shooter no more These niggas scared to kill, we don't recruit no more You want some chips, you better take trip to the grocery store I heard they shootin' everybody at the corner store (Baow, baow, baow, baow) [Post-Chorus] It's a cold case They ain't gon' find out about that shit (Yeah) They ain't gon' find out about that shit (Suck my dick) They ain't gon' find out about that shit 'Cause that's a cold case (No, no) They ain't gon' find out about that shit (No, no) I made sure, nigga, I know (Gettin' money, gettin' money) They ain't gon' find out about that shit 'Cause that's a cold case [Verse] And Roach got stomped (Aah), and Trigga got shot It's fuck all of my opps, they put TB in a box And I done got caught with three guns, if it's four, I get a lot And after I finish this master plan, that's where it's gonna stop 'Cause there's no one left to kill He got shot in his ear The other nigga isn't here J Money locked up in his cell, we don't wanna appeal [?] on the race for murder, it's been like three years You never killed a nigga 'cause you passive I'm smokin' on Jermaine, and I won't pass it You never shot a gun then, nigga, pass it (Ooh) Niggas keep on laughin', cousin died because of that last diss Last time they played with my lil' brother, I came and packed shit (Ooh) [Pre-Chorus] It's a cold case They ain't gon' find out about that shit They ain't gon' find out about that shit They ain't gon' find out about that shit 'Cause that's a cold case They ain't gon' find out about that shit I made sure, nigga, I know They ain't gon' find out about that shit 'Cause that's a cold case [Chorus] I caught that body 'cause I ain't had nothin' better to do that day (Baow, baow, baow, baow) I caught that other body 'cause I heard they tryna play (Baow, baow, baow, baow) I'm in the Southside, and I'm lookin' for another face I just done Ramadan and got caught, nigga, I should have prayed Fuck, I should have prayed salah But instead I was on that block I was chasin' down a opp (Baow) How's everybody sendin' shots, but no one's gettin' shot? My own shooter missed the shot, he missed the open shot Well, fuck him, he ain't my shooter no more These niggas scared to kill, we don't recruit no more You want some chips, you better take trip to the grocery store I heard they shootin' everybody at the corner store (Baow, baow, baow, baow, baow, baow) [Outro] Yeah, my dick, suck my dick No, no, no, no Gettin' money, gettin' money

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