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3 Shots Songtext
von Rowdy Rebel

3 Shots Songtext

Give a fuck about you bum niggas, dumb niggas
Let me tell you ′bout my young niggas, run niggas
About their hood, about their slums, nigga, what nigga?
Have you ever seen a pump, nigga? Drum, nigga?
I've been rolling with some gun spitters, gun niggas
And we be shootin′ 'til they come get us, fuck niggas
And we be strapped and they ain't tell, nigga, hush nigga
Don′t you ask me ′bout my cuz niggas or my Blood niggas
They be with me cause of love, nigga
So don't you tell me what it should be or what your hood be
I′ma tell you how it could be and what it would be
If a nigga try to touch me then I'ma bust three
Like BLAOW, BLAOW, BLAOW


Hit a nigga in his head top and watch a dread drop
I′ma put him on the red dot before I send shots
Tell my nigga ain't no leg shots before we bend blocks
Like BLAOW, BLAOW, BLAOW
Hit a nigga in his head top and watch a dread drop
I′ma put him on the red dot before I send shots
Tell my nigga ain't no leg shots before we bend blocks
Like BLAOW, BLAOW, BLAOW
When we come up in the buildin', pussy niggas head out
Every time we come around, know we bring the feds out
We ain′t tryna take no legs out, we want them head shots
Like BLAOW

Nigga 7: 45 done parked out of his house
Gun in his mouth, my little mans run in his house
Soon as the shotty snatch his body, grab the bricks and we out
Then switch the place for the jakes, so they won′t figure it out
And I'm like what, nigga? Fuck niggas
I′m genuine and I tote guns, nigga, guns, nigga
Give a fuck where you're from, nigga
You′ll find your mommy in the trunk, nigga, slumped, nigga
And find your brother in that Dunns River
Whoever holdin' on that money better bring that bread out
Every time we in the buildin′, boy we bring the feds out
We ain't aimin' for your legs, boy we want that headshot
Like BLAOW, BLAOW, BLAOW


Hit a nigga in his head top and watch a dread drop
I′ma put him on the red dot before I send shots
Tell my nigga ain′t no leg shots before we bend blocks
Like BLAOW, BLAOW, BLAOW
When we come up in the buildin', pussy niggas head out
Every time we come around, know we bring the feds out
We ain′t tryna take no legs out, we want them head shots
Like BLAOW

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