Jon Connor, Kaleber, Stat Quo - One Shot One Kill (Feat. Snoop Dogg)

Guess who's back
it ain't a fuckin' question
They know the name
bow in the presence
of a living legend
Fuck what you heard
it's murda murda
you gon' need protection
Some niggas blinded
couldn't see
so look for me to come
and give direction
Who hold the crown
it ain't no conversation
I’m being modest
should be silent
unless you payin' homage
remain the hottest
Niggas can't stop us
that's just being honest
And makin' hits
I never had problems
munchin' at the apartment
Don't get me started
don't compare me
to the newest nigga
uh uh oh no
For everyone of you
there's a hundred more
and I watch them comin' home
My track record
ain't coincidental
And these verses is like
hearses consistently killin'
all with instrumentals
Tell me fuck what would
ya'll do without me
Kill yourself or even think of
something crazy 'bout me
I'm like I leave your fuckin'
champ now watch me
rope a dope
Just watch him choke
cause everythin'
I drop is dope
Now watch 'em all
go up in smoke
I came here to raise hell
I can't lie
One shot one kill
it's real I ain't hidin'
You won't shoot one shot
if you ain't ready to die
And never get it fucked up
I got shooters for hire
Cause you don't want it
I have you like aye aye
Better back the fuck up
over guns so I try
Now that weak shit will
never slide I despise
You are now not in the
presence of nice guys
Look what the fuck
I was just chillin' in the cut
And no beginners
only winners run amok
you runners up
You funny fuck like twenty
bucks I know your
slut will let me fuck
I told my city Hold me down
now look how high
they hold me up
I'm Kobe clutch
I hold my nuts till I was
old enough to cuss
Was kissin' bitches after lunch
now that's a muthafuckin' rush
Still by highschool
I was fuckin' niggas
bitches on the hush
So no questions
it's no panties
in a muthafuckin' must
It's the peoples rapper
I ain't no rapper
I'm the rapture on the
mornin' after
You lackin' passion
you ain't bad
you just a wack distraction
I can't relax cause I feel the
magic smashin' Tony Braxton
Where your sisters at
Let's get it crackin'
Look I was young
I was broke
Had no hope so I wrote
that's how I cope
I went hard with no results
New approach same truth
Just get ready aim shoot
then get bing bang woof
So they better bring troops
because
I came here to raise hell
I can't lie
One shot one kill
it's real I ain't hidin'
You won't shoot one shot
if you ain't ready to die
And never get it fucked up
I got shooters for hire
Cause you don't want it
I have you like aye aye
Better back the fuck up
over guns so I try
I had weak shit
we'll never slide I despise
You are now not in the
presence of nice guys
It's fuckin' murder baby
I'm tryna hurt 'em baby
I know you heard me baby
Feel like I'm goin' crazy
It's fuckin' murder baby
Run run run the cops
almost got me
It's another tear drop
another motherfuckin' body
Uh uh uh another
fuckin' body
Uh uh uh another body
Uh uh another body
Uh uh uh another body
Uh uh uh another fuckin'
Uh uh uh another fuckin'
body body
Guess who's back
it ain't a fuckin' question
They know the name
bow in the presence
of a living legend
Fuck what you heard
it's murda murda
you gon' need protection
Some niggas blinded
couldn't see
so look for me to come
and give direction
Who hold the crown
it ain't no conversation
I’m being modest
should be silent
unless you payin' homage
remain the hottest
Niggas can't stop us
that's just being honest
And makin' hits
I never had problems
munchin' at the apartment
Don't get me started
don't compare me
to the newest nigga
uh uh oh no
For everyone of you
there's a hundred more
and I watch them comin' home
My track record
ain't coincidental
And these verses is like
hearses consistently killin'
all with instrumentals
Tell me fuck what would
ya'll do without me
Kill yourself or even think of
something crazy 'bout me
I'm like I leave your fuckin'
champ now watch me
rope a dope
Just watch him choke
cause everythin'
I drop is dope
Now watch 'em all
go up in smoke
I came here to raise hell
I can't lie
One shot one kill
it's real I ain't hidin'
You won't shoot one shot
if you ain't ready to die
And never get it fucked up
I got shooters for hire
Cause you don't want it
I have you like aye aye
Better back the fuck up
over guns so I try
Now that weak shit will
never slide I despise
You are now not in the
presence of nice guys
Look what the fuck
I was just chillin' in the cut
And no beginners
only winners run amok
you runners up
You funny fuck like twenty
bucks I know your
slut will let me fuck
I told my city Hold me down
now look how high
they hold me up
I'm Kobe clutch
I hold my nuts till I was
old enough to cuss
Was kissin' bitches after lunch
now that's a muthafuckin' rush
Still by highschool
I was fuckin' niggas
bitches on the hush
So no questions
it's no panties
in a muthafuckin' must
It's the peoples rapper
I ain't no rapper
I'm the rapture on the
mornin' after
You lackin' passion
you ain't bad
you just a wack distraction
I can't relax cause I feel the
magic smashin' Tony Braxton
Where your sisters at
Let's get it crackin'
Look I was young
I was broke
Had no hope so I wrote
that's how I cope
I went hard with no results
New approach same truth
Just get ready aim shoot
then get bing bang woof
So they better bring troops
because
I came here to raise hell
I can't lie
One shot one kill
it's real I ain't hidin'
You won't shoot one shot
if you ain't ready to die
And never get it fucked up
I got shooters for hire
Cause you don't want it
I have you like aye aye
Better back the fuck up
over guns so I try
I had weak shit
we'll never slide I despise
You are now not in the
presence of nice guys
It's fuckin' murder baby
I'm tryna hurt 'em baby
I know you heard me baby
Feel like I'm goin' crazy
It's fuckin' murder baby
Run run run the cops
almost got me
It's another tear drop
another motherfuckin' body
Uh uh uh another
fuckin' body
Uh uh uh another body
Uh uh another body
Uh uh uh another body
Uh uh uh another fuckin'
Uh uh uh another fuckin'
body body
Hip Hop (feat. Kaleber, Stat Quo and Jon Connor)

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Jon Connor, Kaleber, Stat Quo