R3DD0T MURDER TUTORIAL AMBUSH TUTORIAL #EDUCATION

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R3DD0T MURDER TUTORIAL AMBUSH TUTORIAL #EDUCATION

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[Intro] Put him on that red dot Kill him in the parking lot Clogged up bloodclot Fire till his head drops Wait outside Stop & Shop Stop & Shop for a Glock Sit inside your car Don't lower your guard Let him step out the automatic door Let the pedal floor Let the window lower Let those bullets pour Drive off and ditch the whip What just happened? I didn't see shit How'd it happen to him That's so awful Who could do such a thing? Did you see what happened No what, how could that happen I don't really wanna know, I just wanna get away We should start sit and pray [Verse 1] Put him on that red dot Kill him in the parking lot Clogged up bloodclot Fire till his head drops Wait outside Stop & Shop Stop & Shop for a Glock Sit inside your car Don't lower your guard Let him step out the automatic door Lеt the pedal floor Let thе window lower Let those bullets pour Drive off and ditch the whip What just happened? I didn't see shit How'd it happen to him That's so awful Who could do such a thing? In my heart I still feel nothing I still feel numb I could kill someone right now and I'd still feel nun' [Verse 2] Looking down the red dot Push out your thoughts Kill him in the parking lot Drive off like Mario Kart Don't got a license, I can be a getaway driver Drive 30 over the limit, I'm a reckless rider Red dot, two Glocks One heavier than the other They are so familiar I like to call them brothers Let the bullets hug him, stop thinking about it Don't be on camera this isn't an interview Never kill for views, do it like a job The minute you let emotions enter is the minute you get caught Gotta stay calm Take a fucking pill Don't tweak out, then your partner will If you can't trust em', then you might as well off em' The more people dead the less witnesses talking Hit em' with the red dot, now he stopped walking Disable his legs, now he look like Stephen Hawking Tell the blog pages to shut up and stop talking I don't really care about who's up next The reason I don't care is cause I'm up next I make angel trap, so yes I'm very blessed Gun in my backpack, I feel like Johnny Test [Verse 3] Hit em' with that red dot Like it's Call of Duty Bitch I told you get down when I start the fucking shooting Niggas think I don't have it in me I passed the psycho test, I think I do have it in me I can't remember last night So what makes you think that I'm afraid to start a fight? Where'd you get that pistol from? Bitch I got it from the Mexicans Shoutout all the Flexicans, bitch I get it bitch yeah If you can't speak some Spanish, then you gotta get out No diversity in the bitch, we can't have feds in the trap house Go door to door like a boy scout Serving cookies but I'm not a girl scout If you're talking dirty, then we'll put soap in your mouth We're not from the south, I'm from the north If you can't ball then get off the court I'm not really tall, but don't try and sell me short [Outro] Fuck you bruh (Comprar tu) Shut the fuck up

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  • Sunshine Christo