Who Shot Me lyrics
Who shot ya
Said the muthafuckin doctor Shit I don't know just tourin wit my partna They got the story mixed and shit Wit their own versions of different shit The same night I pray to god Just thankin the holy father he made a star and shit A youngin still ain't die But let me thank destiny I'm still alive One time, cause the youngin still alive Two times, cause the youngin ain't die Three times, cause fate homicide Thank god... thank god... thank god One time, cause the youngin still alive Two times, for the angel on my side Three times, cause fate homicide Thank god... thank god... thank god Just another show at the venue Orderin a meal from the menu Promoters got they infomess Tellin other artists they part of our set, damn I ain't tryin to disrespect I'm an artist myself I'm just tryin to be next, still We just tryin to get shit done While they gettin pressed and we ain't no nun T-Raw hit the stage and the crowd was tuned As I made my way to the dressing room Rehearsing and practicing till I was sell Then it was my turn and the outfit gold Heisman 1 and Heisman 2 Surprised all of the fans Two Pussy To Showin the fans love And then I said peace Still this the reason I don't do meet and greets One time, cause the youngin still alive Two times, cause the youngin ain't die Three times, cause fate homicide Thank god... thank god... thank god One time, cause the youngin still alive Two times, for the angel on my side Three times, cause fate homicide Thank god... thank god... thank god We got in the car, we was waitin outside T-Raw still on it was almost off time, word He was bout to spit Rack City bitch Then the homies who was pissed tried to throw shit, fuck T-Raw wasn't wit it just World Starred the homie You'll see how we did it, damn I ain't had a clue bout them guys But I was bein watched cause I felt the vibe All day And they grew wit time T-Raw had a car and it looked like mine Ain't it fucked up? Green light change red Ain't it fucked up? There's one car next to us Ain't it fucked up? How the streets got dark Ain't it fucked up? 15 through the car And it fucked up We all got down Smellin my own blood Waitin for a sound Ain't feelin shit I was numb Shot and paralyzed, one from the gun Bullets through the tires Stuck at the block Listen to the screamin then I felt god Doctor said I was fine It was just fate cause it wasn't my time, uh Doctor said I was fine It was just fate cause it wasn't my time One time, cause the youngin still alive Two times, cause the youngin ain't die Three times, cause fate homicide Thank god... thank god... thank god One time, cause the youngin still alive Two times, for the angel on my side Three times, cause fate homicide Thank god... thank god... thank god Uh Shotouts to the Audibles Yeah 90's Gold baby Honey Cocaine bitch Who Shot Ya? Who Shot Ya?
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