Rowdy Rebel, Chinx, Bobby Shmurda, Hood Heffna - 3 Shots lyrics

Chad Marshall [East Flatbush, Brooklyn. USA.] - GS9 -

[Rowdy Rebel, Chinx, Bobby Shmurda, Hood Heffna - 3 Shots lyrics]

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 plates 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

It's consequences for your actions and words
That fake shit only attractive at first
3 shots in his head left
His back on the curve
And you know I'm in these streets
Like the cracks in the curve
Fuck all these broke niggas, roach niggas
Sure I miss all of my cros niggas
Close niggas (Free my hots)
And Bobby told me go nigga, blow nigga
So don't make me expose
Niggas and show niggas
Cause if anything you owe nigga
And you don't want me involve
I say I want ya head and
My niggas'll cut it off
Fuck is yall, bullets'll touch em all
Ya soldiers like shoulders nigga brush em off

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

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