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apex 3400 – 30’s tucked lyrics

[intro: lou]
(laughing)
(ay, ay)
yeah n-gg-, we stole your b-tch boy, you can’t get her back. n-gg- you can’t god d-mn…
get served n-gg-, none of that. we ain’t pulling up on you, if we pull up on you we taking your shit boy (ay)
f-ck you talking ’bout n-gg- ?
that’s how it is b-tch boy, what’s brackin’ ?

[hook: apex + lou + paco]
thirty four
double 0 , yeah (yeah, yeah, yeah)
pull at yo door, (god d-mn)
wipe a n-gg- nose
and we work the stove
and we got the dope, (ay, ay!)
got it for the low
just meet me by the store
thirty tucked
choppa got some buck
n-gg-, try your luck
send his mama up
and we gone lump ’em up
and we gone stuff ’em up
and let them choppas buck, (let it rip, let it rip)
what? (what?) what?

[verse 1: apex]
what ? (b-tch) what ?
light a n-gg- up
if you ain’t tryna f-ck
b-tch, shut the f-ck up
if you want it i’ll show you i’m bout it
3400 my n-gg-s too rowdy
i act a fool with that tooly
your b-tch wanna do me
she wet like jacuzzi
she wanna make some movies
i shut that shit down if a hoe talking brazy
these n-gg-s be talking, that shit do not faze me
lou that’s my bro, cause that check and we spent it
bought a new pendant, some gucci and fendi
skrt of the lot, remix the pot
rock in my sock, poured up some wop
talk down he get popped
leave em wet like a mop
leave a n-gg- in a grave next to jaac
like woah, f-cking yo b-tch on the floor
then i kick her out the door
i poured up a 4
that hi-tech i’m moving all slow
she only want me cause my dough
cash the check and then i go
stuff the d-ck down her throat
34 double 0
you n-gg-s is hoes
f-ck a n-gg- from the a
if he talking down about the tre,
my n-gg-s gone spray

[hook: apex + lou + paco]

[verse 2: paco]
i’m smoking on purple
man, n-gg-s do hurdles
you n-gg-s is b-tches be hiding like turtles
scared of that murder
if you want beef, i put biscuits on burgers
shit can get worser
i pull out the choppa, you n-gg-s some oppas
you already know you n-gg-s some coppas
n-gg-s be talking that shit, get the poppin’
uh, bodies be droppin’
lil’ b-tch suck a d-ck
yeah, that b-tch with shits
yeah, my n-gg-s hit licks
yeah, my n-gg-s tote bricks
yeah, my n-gg-s with the shits (woo!)
n-gg-s be talking that shit but they ain’t bout it
already know, i f-ckin’ doubt it
n-gg-s be hating, i’m really ’bout it
yeah, i pulled off in an audi

[hook: apex +lou + paco]

[verse 3: lou]
n-gg-s…
know we some problems, we kick it like soccer
no you can’t hang, you is not on the roster
pull up and slide in the back of your mazda
serve yo dumb-ss and get back in my honda
served you a dummy and you got the wrong number
¿como estas?
we can not talk if it’s not about guap
set up your shop, put you on the block
go move the work bring me my guap
if you got beef, we come body yo block
when them boys show up we don’t talk to no cops
b-tch !

[outro: lou]

- apex 3400 lyrics

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