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montana of 300 & talley of 300 - them games lyrics

[intro]
steezy on the beat…
uhhh
woop
we don’t play them games
when we roll out
we don’t hold out

[hook: talley of 300]
we don’t play them games when we roll out
we unleash them thangs we don’t hold out
the city quiet, nights get cold now
and even the police scared to patrol now
cause we don’t play them games when we roll out
we unleash them thangs we don’t hold out
the city quiet, nights get cold now
and even the police scared to patrol now
cause we don’t play them games

[verse 1: talley of 300]
won’t play at all
i won’t pump fake or pause
everything your flesh desire, fire i’ll take it all
let you wait on the law
but judgment day is abroad
beware the valley of the shadow they can’t say what they saw
yeah, it’s on now
the demons lurking but know imma make it home now
if ever it fall apart me imma zone out
flash lights in darkness, give all of it i won’t hold out, no doubt
let it rain, how that fire?
feel the flame?
since i’m corrupt don’t give a f-ck
tell them i don’t get insane
and till my departure boy i swear i won’t live in vein
may a hater fuel the fire, don’t get on that train
lord it’d be better if you lose an eye
be careful for you lose you life
in war you gotta choose a side
be a fool you could choose to die

[hook]

[verse 2: montana of 300]
ya i’m that n**** to blame
put all you n****s to shame
when i show up they gotta whisper when they mention my name
might light your city with flames
i come equipped with them thangs
i catch an op then pop his top and call that pick in his brain
yeah, he dead now
and all his n****s talk revenge but know they scared now
no playing round
play games with mine it’s gone be man down
that very night we gone kick doors
yeah we gone lay him down, then spray him down
and imma keep it 100 just like benjamin franklin
my people waiting on justice til we run out of patience
and the police don’t give a f-ck
i know them b-tches is racist
until white sheets lay on a cop
now that’s a pig in a blanket
no need to wonder why it thunders in this h-ll while i rein
fix any problems with this hammer, you’ll get nailed when it bangs
so picture sweet a beef with me will turn your kid to a b-st-rd
i do god’s work so leave me be, or leave this b-tch in a casket

[hook]

- montana of 300 talley of 300 lyrics

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