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400 shot - g reefah lyrics

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[hook]
over 400 shots, left a n*gga dead
body dropped when i shoot him i’ma hit him with precise
rolls on the opps blocks like i roll dice
won’t hesitate to shoot a n*gga dead, i’ma take his life
when i up the glizzy, i ain’t thinking twice
and my young n*gga with the sh*t tryna earn his stripe
in the street, if i see him it’s on sight
put a big bag on his head, i’ma drop the price

[verse 1]
i’ma drop the price and get him gone
stood down to my lowest, i’ll be all on my own
remember i was a shroty, now i’m very much grown
i’ll bet they understand me when they listen to my songs
‘cause b*tch i speak the truth, death before dishonor
gotta flip the product, just to make a dollar
gotta draco to my reach, that’s a baby chopper
spin yo block viciously, like it was karma
spin yo block repeatedly, in that h*llcat charger
i’ma get back more, i feel like going harder
give him taper fades like it was from a barber
leave a stain on your block like it was yellow mustard

[hook]
over 400 shots, left a n*gga dead
body dropped when i shoot him i’ma hit him with precise
roll on the opps blocks like i roll dice
won’t hesitate to shoot a n*gga dead, i’ma take his life
when i up the glizzy, i ain’t thinking twice
and my young n*gga with the sh*t tryna earn his stripe
in the street, if i see him it’s on sight
put a big bag on his head, i’ma drop the price
[verse 2]
over 400 shots i left him dead
sn*tched up, started snitching to the feds
i make all my choices without no regret
keep it a hunnid i’ma keep it a stack
pour out a sour and smoke from the tec
i been dropping rake turn gs to a pack
run up that money to buy hundred straps
whipping the work like i’m up in the trap
when i’m out call the plugs, the connect
no takeoff, but i’m up like a jet
run up that cheddar, i’ma run up a check
run up that cheddar, i’ma run up a bag
he a stain if he think he can flex
400 shots when i fire the tec
clip with a hunnid you know i ain’t cap
bust off his dome, knock off his cap

[hook]
over 400 shots, left a n*gga dead
body dropped when i shoot him i’ma hit him with precise
roll on the opps blocks like i roll dice
won’t hesitate to shoot a n*gga dead, i’ma take his life
when i up the glizzy, i ain’t thinking twice
and my young n*gga with the sh*t tryna earn his stripe
in the street, if i see him it’s on sight
put a big bag on his head, i’ma drop the price

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