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3200 tre - striker class lyrics

[verse 1: 3200 tre]
i got an automatic chop, it’s gon’ shoot itself

i just bust down a fresh brick, i’m finna move myself
that n+gga running out of pape, i think he losing health
i’m done upping glocks on n+ggas, i’ma use a belt
yeah, huh
i got some ass to beat
this b+tch give me everything, but she get half from me
i got another b+tch to f+ck, you getting half of me
mike just passed me a 30, i’m taking half of it
i’m in this b+tch with baby e, let’s have a striker class
you need a pro [?] to get in here, that’s like a striker pass
i think of everything i say, i don’t be writing raps
i don’t like the sh+t you text me, i ain’t writing back

[verse 2: babyfxce e]
the pint of wok [?] ain’t no fighting back
h+llcat, i’m sliding that
and i’m in a nike mask
n+ggas duck when them 223’s get to flying past
every song you heard me on, n+gga, wasn’t writing that
oh they came an strike your sh+t? you gon’ have to buy it back
everybody just got [?] from her, because her body [?]
[?] walked in with the chop and the mini body bag
i know a shop that be chopping sh+t, that a karati class
dawg was talking choppy, til we posted a vid of him
[?] my chain, n+gga, i spent a crib on it
don’t be shy with the 45, probably won’t live from it
he don’t trust me round his b+tch, think we did something
[verse 3: 3200 tre]
i’m over here tryna do my verse, my car still running
just walked in with a latter, i’m tryna build something
i built the h+llcat i got, you tryna steal something
i’m in here with the srt boys, i feel the real coming
i feel like e brother [?] just call me mark
f+ck a 20 vs 1, let’s do car v car
when i rap, i paint pics, you know bars be art
yeah, charger sound cool, but you can’t dodge a dart
you just [?] door, you tryna hide his parts
[?] stay in [?] she tryna hide her [?]
my brother keep [?] with him, he a diamond shark
i told the b+tch we not f+cking, she can’t find her chart

[verse 4: babyfxce e]
holding money down by my leg, ’cause it’s far apart
you can bring your b+tch around the gang, but they all sharks
i can drop a tape today, bro, they all chart
slow them b+tches down, we on this block before they all park
got the city turnt, b+tch, it’s augast 10th
b+tch throwing that ass on me, she twerking on [?]
the stick hanging out the [?] she thought it was my d+ck
ain’t no more bullets in that clip, then hit him with the stick
catch him on his 9 to 5, he need another shift
bro just poured a drink, who asking for a sip?
bro done got h+lla chains on, they asking who he is
quit asking me if i f+cked the ho, you need to ask your b+tch

- 3200 tre lyrics

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