Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song 400 Shots, artist - Yungeen Ace. Album song Don Dada, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 25.06.2020
Record label: ATK, Cinematic
Song language: English
400 Shots |
| Drum Dummie |
| Aye, aye, alright |
| Aye, watch that lil' boy over there |
| Aye, there go ghost |
| Damn, hold up |
| Oh yeah, yeah, what up? |
| I’m black up in this truck we got 400 shots |
| A lot of smoke up in the air bitch we create the opps |
| I caught him slippin with that hoe |
| I don’t know what he thought |
| I lie his body on the scene I made him draw that chalk |
| In the back seat you gon have to shoot shit to get the gump out the house |
| Pistol on my head questioning me but I don’t know what it’s about |
| Bitch don’t ask me about them niggas I don’t fuck with them boys |
| That nigga snitching can’t you hear him crazy k call a lawyer |
| I’m steady rollin off the shit I take advantage though |
| Fuck this society droppin bodies I’m a menace hoe |
| We milly rocking in this bitch well we got plenty po |
| They just now found that nigga body he died a month ago |
| They done look me in my eyes it’s a devil inside |
| Bitch I’m corona only reason why they don’t come outside |
| I’m screaming fuck that hoe bitch you the reason this happen |
| Your mama cryin bout something I’m the reason she happy |
| I’m tryna eliminate these hoes so I can roll in peace |
| I’m tryna hide from the camera they steady noticed me |
| I put that pistol on his face he dropped down to his knees |
| Just seen the look up in his eye when he realized it was me |
| They killed my brother I’m at my funeral I’m screaming fuck the peace |
| I’m out my body bitch I’m cranky I ain’t got the proper sleep |
| This freaky bitch she calling my phone she think a nigga sweet |
| Like I ain’t seen her with the opps just the other week |
| Oh bitch you tweaking with them niggas you gon die with them boys |
| He actin gangsta in front of you that’s bout them other lil boys |
| He ain’t get the chance to see 18 that nigga died a lil boy |
| Them choppa rangin on the block ATK bring that noise |
| They ain’t got shit they said the car was a Ford Explorer |
| No they can’t solve the murder case I guess it was what it was |
| Damn |
| Aye |
| All that shit them niggas talkin like them nigga been slide |
| Them niggas ain’t drop no bodies nigga stop playin |
| Like we ain’t get that game fuck nigga |
| All that shit all that shit talking like you like that fuck nigga |
| I been slanging that since I was |
| Yeah |
| Okay |
| You gon make me mad again |
| Fuck that |
| I’m about to go back in |
| Choppa that be spittin till it broke his skin |
| Runnin up on my killer then he drive-by I guess he lost wind |
| Sacrifice my soul man they screaming that I killed my friend |
| Fucks would I do that when we had just hit for them Benjamins |
| Roll down on myself seem like that I can’t ever win |
| Fuck that dead nigga |
| Put his soul up to an end |
| Fuck em |