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montana of 300 - i don't like fgemix lyrics

(verse 1: montana of 300)

this right here that real rap
this beat i’mma k!ll that
my pockets uncle phil fat
2 gun cases i’m still strapped
yehhhh it’s montana yeh i’m the one your b-tch like
i’m your b-tch type n-gga you that b-tch type
you wanna go to war you must hate your life life
and all that money don’t mean sh-t if i come take your life
new world harder i wear heat like the slodder
got gunz inside of your daugther don’t f-ck around or get slaughtered
you n-ggas say you want beefing i got that murda sh-t for ya
caught 2 gun cases last year in got christmas all with my lawyerr
b-tch i ball like a hoya
go get brain from latoya
then go slide d-ck in her sister
i cut that b-tch like a butcher
all of my n-ggas is pushers
we f-cking paid like a hooker
you wanna play with a gangster
you better be ashton kutcher
this is more than that rappin
this is how this sh-t happened
round of applause with them choppers
me and my partners be clappin
all of my n-ggas is eating
like tally p-ss me a napkin
i swear this n-ggas ise acting; samual jackson
i can like stay bout that action
i turn that -ss to a fraction
if n-ggas asking i’m whacking
it ain’t no day that i’m lackin
so everyday b-tch i’m packin
while i hussle and sackin
that ratchets under my jackets for n-ggas thinking about jacking
i just up with them popping cop this the day that i’m coppin
real n-gga sh-t try to knock it that b-tch blast off like a rocket
and b-tch i promise i don’t play with ya we are not the same n-gga
you ain’t in my lane n-gga i’ve never been no lame n-gga
no this is not a game n-gga i come there where you stay n-gga
like knock knock who’s there it’s mister let that 40 bang n-gga
blow out your f-cking brains n-gga message to those who hang with ya
god knows it ain’t sh-t for me to do they -ss the same n-gga
your sweet as a kiwi i’m 300 no bd
got plans around the ocean
yo cuz some sh-t just ain’t for
but n-gga you dont wanna see me come out that whip like a genie
spray your -ss like graffiti and put that on my next cd
my calico be loaded lux so n-gga you gon’ get this work
i can swag, i can surf, when i blast you get murked
put his -ss in the dirt and now this f-g on a shirt
that’s no joke, he got smoked, like a bag of that purp
its fge and hf they know im flyer than em
you can think you sweet if you want it you can come and try it n-gga
you’re not a rider them pradas don’t come with tires n-gga
i’ll put that heat to yo head hair blow dryer n-gga
im freddy krueger mixed up with some micheal myers n-gga
jeepers creepers and jason yes im the flyest k!ller
and i can back up all this sh-t that i talk
boy i’ve been fly for so long i forgot what it feels like to walk
and i got super swag, i bet you hate mine
your girl all on my d-ck uh huh she wanna taste mine
i get my gucci belt, that b-tch ain’t gon’ waste time
im on my iphone getting head; facetime
im at the side i ain’t gotta let the nine pop
murder up put the beat in a pine box
and as long as im living ima keep k!lling sh-t when i spit so never will crime stop
they say im hot when im colder than a bomb pop
watch froze you would think i made time stop
chain swinging like its playing for white socks
come with the strap like a fresh pair of hot tops
whip fly like im sitting in the skybox
got eyes wide open like an eyedrop
see im over you n-ggas like a eye dock
you n-ggas couldn’t be fly if she sky dropped
watch your chick cause the b-tches on my c-ck
better keep an eye on it like a cyclops
cause if you dont then she coming back to my spot
and ima f-ck her like you never could why not
a b-tch n-gga thats the sh-t i dont like
a bunch of p-ssies acting hard thats what we call dyk-s
your b-tch on the phone like: this n-gga can’t bone right
come get me that long pipe and i’ll be in my zone like
cause b-tch i ball like, the one they call mike
30 shots i let them b-tches loose like a dog fight
my bars cold, n-gga klondike
no paper no pen n-gga i don’t write
hugh

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