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shottas reloaded - intro - mo3 lyrics

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aye these n*ggas musta forgot n*gga
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aye these n*ggas musta forgot n*gga
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aye these n*ggas musta forgot n*gga

n*gga i’m king of these streets n*gga
f*ck you talkin bout n*gga
north dallas texas (gangland)

do we got a problem n*gga
whats poppin fam
we can do this sh*t right now
you know how i get down
(aye how you get down 3)
beat a n*gga blue before i gun him
knock his face out of place with this 40
till he start jumpin round
b*tch i’m from north dallas
where we put bodies up underground
war ready wit choppas
i might run the play wit uncle sam
f*ck that
i heard that lil n*gga flexin on instagram
c*ck back
flip that lil n*gga til that b*tch hit the ground
whats all the hatin fo
cuz we shining and getting rich as h*ll
38 hit him so hard
gave that hoe sicklе cell
a couple n*ggas
switched up on mе
i’m glad they did fa real
cuz look at
on like a b*tch watch how i give em h*ll
they isolate my side of the city
you think we give a d*mn
this gangland
north dallas land
shoot til the pistol jam
44
ready to ride on em when they be sleep
ready to get up and hit up they street
i got k!llas who willing to do the whole ting
feel like i’m ready to put on a beanie
go knock off a n*gga that feel that i’m weak
we trap wit that 30
don’t f*ck wit lil 3
i won’t let a lil n*gga get stripes on a g
i’m ready to ride stand up and look in my eyes
pull up and equip wit that iron
deep in n*ggas mind know they hate me inside
but no i won’t stop til i die
set it off wit that fire
bet it go blocka blocka
n*gga know that i gotcha
i work for mafia team full of hittas
watch how they chop em up
you thinkin they stoppin us (nope)
that is lie f*ck they apology
for thinkin that these rappers in dallas was somewhat hot as me
come shop wit three
i’m right around the corner where my lil patnas be
i don’t dance but in yo hoe p*ssy i might just ride the beat
they say that lil n*gga too gangsta
he always talkin street
they say i’m hot head but i just ain’t friendly
that’s just how i be
v.i.p fully bad b*tches
i’m wit a flock of freaks
and know this
i will beat b*tch thinkin she plottin on me
my n*ggas say f*ck all that cappin lil b*tch you got the streets
i told him this
since i start rappin these n*ggas think i’m weak
(fa real n*gga, sh*t man wipe blood off my mf gun n*gga, i dun pistol whip this b*tch ass n*gga for 25 minutes straight n*gga, get the f*ck out the spot now n*gga, f*ck you talkin bout)

red bandana round my head like an indian
this a gangsta party so ain’t no getting in getting in
these hoes say i’m wrong it neva fail
i try to hit the friend
god let me make it home tonight i know they wanna k!ll me
and everything a n*gga talkin bout
just know i really live
and every shooter that you see around me know they really will
knock a n*gga spine outta his back when i say so
n*gga i ain’t lyin in none of my raps
you ain’t safe hoe
whats happenin, whats happenin, whats happenin
whats happenin, whats happenin, whats happenin
whats happenin b*tch ass n*gga real talk

- mo3 lyrics

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