Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song 3 Much , by - S.Dot. Release date: 20.09.2014
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
3 Much |
| Squad |
| Squad |
| Dotarachi |
| DooWop Gang shit man |
| Lets Get It man |
| You ain’t from round here no new faces |
| We don’t rock with them niggas they the Fu gang |
| 50 shots in the Nina get your crew changed |
| And the foreign that I’m in take up 2 lanes |
| They too lame |
| They too mad |
| I go too cray |
| They too lame |
| They too mad |
| I go too cray |
| I told Lil Bro Imma murder this shit |
| Rondo in cuts with 30s as clips |
| 9−1-1 emergency shit |
| All about cash that currency shit |
| Go hard for LA Imma bury this shit |
| Team 600 know you heard of this shit |
| Cause we pull up like capers do murders and shit |
| So don’t act up |
| Pull that Mac out make 'em back up |
| Finessing I’m getting my racks up |
| And they broke as a joke make me crack up |
| 4 of the Lean pour the act up |
| Thinking he funny try act tough |
| Rondo will prob get 'em clapped up |
| Sneak diss squad who you think you is |
| Shoot him in the head make him think again |
| I’m from Chiraq what you think it is |
| A whole lotta killing no witnesses |
| And I’m 060 what you think we is |
| A whole lotta shortys that’s with the shits |
| She all on me better get your bitch |
| She just gave me top and you kissed the bitch |
| Now roll the thinks |
| I be so high I could fly away |
| Out here on the block tryna dodge the Jakes |
| Make a phone call he could die today |
| Drill so much took a timeout |
| They ain’t really in the field they hiding out |
| Find out where you sleeping and we riding out |
| Have broski pull them Tecs and them 9's out |
| DJ L on the track Imma spazz out |
| I can have my shooters go kill 'em boys |
| Niggas is talking man kill that noise |
| It ain’t never safe this Drillinois |
| 30 in the clip call it mopstick |
| Ya’ll don’t want smoke we got hot shit |
| Coming through cuts get a block flipped |
| Fuck a body shot get your top hit |
| And I could pull a caper that’s extra cash |
| Smoking thoinks riding foreigns going extra fast |
| All I do is flex no exercise |
| Can’t stand S. Dot lil' finessing ass |
| I know I make 'em mad |
| Fuck making friends |
| I’m tryna chase a bag |
| I know I make 'em mad |
| Fuck making friends |
| I’m tryna chase a bag |