Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song 3 Shots, artist - Bynoe
Date of issue: 13.09.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
3 Shots |
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 |