Oh Please

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[Chorus: Tiggs Da Author] Gunshot, gunshot, think I hear a gunshot Think I hear a gunshot One drop, one drop, think I hear a one drop I'm just counting up a young guap More Ps I told my connect, "more keys" Let my mandem through the door, more cheese Say she hear that name before, oh, please [Verse 1: SL] Aye, aye Oh, please, my love I know that I said, you're the one But this spliff got my head back spun And your friend look good, so please don't judge Like no hard feelings here If you don't hold no grudge, I won't hold no grudge I remember in the station the fed boys push, but you know wouldn't budge My nigga said, "S.P. Dookey," (S.P.) one sec', this war has doin' me justice Bro done it and he done it in public, like gosh, why you do that, bro? And with the hoes I ain't doing no rules man, bust on her back, and she didn't even know And she thinks that I'm messing with her, delete that snap now the case got closed I don't need to talk too much, I be in the back just me and my crow Like I might just chip on my zoot, I finna go roach Bro said "pick one," I'm like eenie-meenie-miney-ho I said bro said "pick one," I'm like eenie-meenie-miney-ho Real devilish one, no lie I ain't gotta call her line, but all I gotta do is look in the mirror, and said aim three times Like how can I rate them guys, their chat's on ten and the trap's on five I said "How can I rate them guys," their chat's on ten and the trap's on five [Chorus: Tiggs Da Author] Gunshot, gunshot, think I hear a gunshot Think I hear a gunshot One drop, one drop, think I hear a one drop I'm just counting up a young guap More Ps I told my connect, "more keys" Let my mandem through the door, more cheese Say she hear that name before, oh, please [Verse 2: SL] Oh, please Leave me alone officer, it's not me Always coming to my crib, you're barking up the wrong tree Last week, I took a loss, and that loss was costly The other week, I got some top, and that top was got free Got three of them tings, like damn, what operation you running? My nigga said karma's real, if so that means I got a lot of shit coming Called her, last week, "you're average," then she stepped in the motive stunning Crunchies the ends all sneaky, so I held her undies, so I sprung it Bad bitch get the jist If I get nicked with this I'm getting way more than a slap on the wrist And if I link your chick I'm getting way more than a one two tit Watch out, if you wack this spliff, have your brain cells taking trips So just take it slow, like your girlfriend shaking her hips Jump out on a wagan strip, and of course, a man knows where the wagans live How you talk like you blazing shit, you backed your ting it was a blatant miss Bali and latex, fully equipped, ain't tryna end up where the station is Toke an amazing spliff, got kit-kats guessing what strain it is [Chorus: Tiggs Da Author] Gunshot, gunshot, think I hear a gunshot Think I hear a gunshot One drop, one drop, think I hear a one drop I'm just counting up a young guap More Ps I told my connect, "more keys" Let my mandem through the door, more cheese Say she hear that name before, oh, please