yus gz - 300flocka shot lyrics
[intro: akon]
(hey ladies drop it down, just wanna see you touch the ground)
(don’t be shy, girl go bonanza, shake your body like a belly dancer)
(hey josh, you crazy)
[chorus: yus gz]
nah okay they can link with the flockas
african boy tryna catch me a rasta
jimmy got [?] he got hopped
like why that boy be on d+ck, he a cop
pop out a dark if he 300 flockas
biddy got hit and he (touched the gorund)
like free squeeze mister hop out and blam
ain’t no hangin’ out windows, we gon’ hop out and flock him
on a revel or a lyft, bordie gon’ fl!ck on the beam with the switch
f+ck chris but he never on sh+t
charlie did bad he went out on his stripe
they dont do sh+t, and they bad on a hit
5th to the sev more to 6th to my d+ck
jb should have ran like rick
[?] you a b+tch you just runnin’ your lip
big 43k watch how he spliff
spin through the 6 i’m like there go the rip’s
charlie, zay, nazzy, chris can’t forget about he got beat with a stick
free thunda blue how the f+ck did you trip
bobby you b+tched and he (touched the ground)
if i was you b+tch i would’ve been sick
get too close thats on bro imma cl!ck
ooter go koo i know brodie gon’ blitz
come out the crib and he (touch the ground)
like with the deuce get to throwin’ like [?]
pluck all the opp got em ducking like rip
don’t run, don’t run big 25th got a kick
spot a flocka i bet he dismissed
watching the trend better get off my d+ck
spin through the micks like throw 6
15 in the clip throw 8 in that b+tch
try to what? i’m the one on the list
new chop got a kick throw 3 at the whip
scotty too hot he gon’ slide with the stick
she keep b+tching knocker got a kick
spin through the micks i’m like there go that b+tch
[?]
move on a b+tch, anybody get it
if he 28 crip then he (touch the ground)
i don’t got opps all these n+ggas dismissed
dougie got shot like i know he was sick
[verse 2: nesty floxks]
[?] stop it
to the opps, who droppin’ not it
me and melly g tryna see who’s about it
he was talkin’ on rah so i shot him
like bro it’s the makks so i coped me a rocket
can’t stop for no cops i ain’t droppin’ it
on the sev, yeah i’m flockin’ it
shawty ain’t drop for no pole, she moppin’ it
f+ck with my t’s [?] 300k we squashing it
too deep me and sha we poppin’ sh+t
bro came home free munna he takin’ it
bad lil’ b+tch light skin and she shakin’ it
he got shot in his leg tryna fake it
oh well, free jay [?]
if he catch him a opp [?]
f+ck lil naz got hit in his brains and sh+t
he dead, smoke perry, they fled, in a hurry
b+tch i’m a gd shootin’ like i’m curry
going 100 miles feeling st+rdy
big die rey i ain’t showing no mercy
diddy got flocked (touch the ground)
pop me a yellow that’s [?]
[?]
[verse 3: sha gz]
oh he tried to talk on my block
ask him what we do when we bend on the flocks
if he trip, he get got, ebk, ebs, b+tch we on hots
if it’s lit we got knocks
you know when he dead when his whole body drop
we take trips, to the opps
f+ck ek we still smokin’ his pops
oh he tryna act tuff, like he won’t get packed up
with the woopty he screaming out “hats up”
rippy got k!lled he was lookin’ for back up
f+ck a party that sh+t gettin’ clapped up
f+ck a lil’ tiny tell her throw her ass up
ain’t no recognition when i’m masked up
b+tch i’m with nesty throwin’ like the packers
[chorus: yus gz]
nah okay they can link with the flockas
african boy tryna catch me a rasta
jimmy got [?] he got hopped
like why that boy be on d+ck, he a cop
pop out a dark if he 300 flockas
biddy got hit and he (touched the gorund)
like free squeeze mister hop out and blam
ain’t no hangin’ out windows, we gon’ hop out and flock him
[outro]
(hey ladies drop it down, just wanna see you touch the ground)
(don’t be shy, girl go bonanza, shake your body like a belly dancer)
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