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300 baby - ai hound lyrics

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[chorus: ai hound]
get in my zone, on my mom it get brazy
.45’s, we don’t tote on .380’s
he could get k!lled if he think he gon’ play me
cbg, i’m a 300 baby
n*ggas be woofin’, don’t let that sh*t phase me
he got popped, .38 no safety
get rich, take care of the family
bullets start flyin’, that’s just how they raised me

[verse 1: ai hound]
who you? what you gon’ do when you run into me and you don’t got your tool
every drill that i did made the news
if a n*gga got flocked, we ain’t leavin’ no clues
heard he flexin’, i’m takin’ your jewels
don’t “bro” me, wе was never cool
if a n*gga yg, get boomеd
i’m blowin’ my pole like i’m playin’ the flute
droppin’ my three, yeah that sh*t kinda cute
mama tellin’ him up for a suit
i see blood when i’m up in the booth
if this b*tch give the drop, she get shot just like shh*
.223 make him turn and he drop
i’m on top, ain’t no takin’ my spot
up on his block then i’m sendin’ the box
better think twice, free twin off the rock
ar*15 and it hold 50 shots, we gon’ pop whoever on the block
i keep shootin’ ’til a body drop
scream oy, he get shot on my pops
shot the fan, he was movin’ wock
trey pound wakin’ up the block
better duck when you see the knock, that n*gga scooter got shot in his sock
f*ck it, b*tch is you ridin’ or not?
up it, i’ma throw shot after shot
bust it, he could get smoked like a pop
30 shot glock with the scope on the top
f*ck it, b*tch is you ridin’ or not?
up it, i’ma throw shot after shot
bust it, he could get smoked like a pop
30 shot glock with the scope on the top
[chorus: ai hound]
get in my zone, on my mom it get brazy
.45’s, i don’t tote on .380’s
he could get k!lled if he think he gon’ play me
cbg, i’m a 300 baby
n*ggas be woofin’, don’t let that sh*t phase me
he got popped, .38 no safety
get rich, take care of the family
bullets start flyin’, that’s just how they raised me

[verse 2: mula gzz]
bullets start flyin’, that’s just how they raised me
smoke who? stupid dumb n*gga crazy
if we can’t find him, we hunt for his lady
mack a hoe, so you know i ain’t playin’
mentionin’ ai that sh*t’ll get dangerous
heard a n*gga got hit, i can’t name him
flock with the knock, leave a f*ck n*gga brainless
ain’t no metal n*gga but i’m stainless
free ai, that’s bro
and for him i’m forever on go
if he tell me to up it, n*gga i’ma throw
back in the days we was trainin’ hard
that’s my brother, since a jit
on my mother, they know how it get
i got a lil’ demon and his name is sticks
tell him to slide and he gon’ make it lit
i was 15, caught a hit
how the f*ck am i goin’ for this?
if a opp in my way then i’m throwin’ this sh*t
me and ai problems, we been knew this sh*t
i ain’t gon’ lie, no cap
yeah i go live to show where i’m at
come and see how my n*ggas react
yeah we tote .9’s, but we play wit’ mac’s

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