Shaka Laka Lyrics – 6ix9ine | Kodak Black
Shaka Laka Lyrics
Oh you said sum, Oh you on red rum.
Oh you said sum, Oh you on red rum, I got this glocky on my hip it’s spitting venom, Oh you got hit up n**** don’t think that it’s special, I hit your block and dumped the blicky at the fed oh, Oh yeah oh yeah, Hit’em out the phantom, Hit’em out the phantom, Hit’em out the phantom.
Oh you said that you the big shotta the don dadda, Boom boom shakalaka meet this big choppa, Round of applause make it clap wocka wocka, All that stupid n**** heard was rrra rrra rrra, Hit the drop, Bend the block, Get the chop, Make it pop.
If you see the cops n**** ssh don’t make it hot, Red dot green dot put it on a n**** top, Red light green light we always on go n*****, Stay with a pole n**** even on parole n****, Shawty sent the low then we show up at the door, N**** bad bitch such me up suck a n**** soul n****, How she just tell me she a bitch when i just hit her.
Oh you said sum, Oh you on red rum, I got this glocky on my hip it’s spitting venom, Oh you got hit up n**** don’t think that it’s special, I hit your block and dumped the blicky at the fed oh, Oh yeah oh yeah.
N**** how you lose your bitch to a snitch, I’m a one man army i ain’t never need a clique, I done came a long way from the bricks, I don’t give a fuck i’m making million dollar plays with this jit shit, And it like we about to hit a lick, We going in on a verse we ain’t going in on a brick, And quit talking what you do end some shit, It ain’t no telling that was you, What you n****s woulda did, I gotta eat i’m missing business with the streets, And my lil girlfriend will be wondering a few million sounding sweet, I gotta eat i’m missing business with the streets, And my lil girlfriend will be wondering a few million sounding sweet.
Oh you said sum, Oh you on red rum, I got this glocky on my hip it’s spitting venom, Oh you got hit up n**** don’t think that it’s special, I hit your block and dumped the blicky at the fed oh, Oh yeah oh yeah, Hit’em out the phantom, Hit’em out the phantom, Hit’em out the phantom.
Ando ready pa’ romperte, Échate pa ya que la presión está caliente, En mi barrio yo partí un par de dientes, Hablan de mi pero no lo dicen de frente, Ando con los gangsters, ando con un flow bien duro que nadie lo aguante, Viral en todos los redes pero la misma de antes, Y como dice tego calle pero elegante, Tengo los shooters shooters shooters por allí, Te hacen placa placa placa delante de mí, Dicen que tu eres un tipo que mata gente, Pero también hay gente que puede matarte a ti.
Oh you said sum, Oh you on red rum, I got this glocky on my hip it’s spitting venom, Oh you got hit up n**** don’t think that it’s special, I hit your block and dumped the blicky at the fed oh, Oh yeah oh yeah, Hit’em out the phantom, Hit’em out the phantom, Hit’em out the phantom.
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