Shotta Flow 3

Lyrics

No way, Hozay
 I might just K.O, the Perc' up in my Faygo
 Run up on me wrong, turn his head into a bagel
 On the opposition block, just like a Lego
 I'm chief homie, bitch, so you know that I got say-so
 What you say?
 Yeah, man, know what the fuck goin' on, NLE Choppa, nigga (Bitch)
 Shotta Flow 3 (Yeah), nigga can get beat (Yeah)
 I don't fuck with the police (Fuck 12, bitch, bitch)
 Fuck he talkin' 'bout?
 What I say? (Crip, Crip, Crip)
 Ayy (Crip), yeah (Crip), yeah (Crip), yeah
 Every show that I do, bitch you know that I rock it
 The mic in my hand, but the Glock in my pocket (Huh?)
 These niggas keep dissin', I guess I'm the topic (Brr)
 These bullets gon' knock the knowledge out of his noggin'
 It's Shotta Flow 3 and you know I'm a G (Pow pow)
 Beat my case, I ain't coppin' no Plea (Crip, crip)
 You say you a gangsta, you say you a stepper (Yeah, yeah)
 But you cooperated with police (On God)
 Step back up then shoot my thunder
 You ain't no boss, lil' nigga, you a runner (Yeah)
 This bitch suckin' my dick, like a flavored cucumber (Ayy)
 Dick all in her throat, I was touchin' her tonsils (Yeah)
 Yeah, hit from the back
 I was pullin' her hair and I ripped of her frontal (Yeah)
 I'm pullin' his card, that nigga a bitch
 I ride for my nigga like Morty and Rick (Yeah)
 Can't step out the house unless I got my blick
 You can get your ass shot like I'm takin' a pic'
 My nigga Piru but I'm banging the C (Too too too)
 If you coming for me, you get put on a Tee
 If you fucking with me you gon' sow what you reap (Yeah, yeah)
 I throw them some shots out the Glock 23
 I want all the green like I was a leaf
 My gang in the party, we came for peace
 Put shots on a opp so his ass got beat
 He got his ass jumped by a hunnid some feet
 My niggas they steppin' I call dem some troopers
 You was shootin' at me but you miss you a blooper
 And when I shot back, bitch, I hit, I'ma shooter
 Big titties on a choppa like I'm working at Hooters
 I'm on some boss shit, and I'm on some gang shit
 You can get your ass stepped on
 She calling me racist, she was dark skin, but I want a redbone
 Put his name on this bullet, the trigger I pull it
 You better order a headstone
 And now that boy head gone (Brrrr)
 Bitch nigga, you a snitch
 My niggas they vicious, bitch I am a menace
 Let's have a shootout, like I'm in a scrimmage
 Got dope in the lab, like I was a chemist
 Shot him in the teeth, they call me a dentist
 Walked down on my opp, I ain't leavin' no witness
 Shoot a hundred some shots, I won't stop 'til it's finished
 I break in yo' house like I came through the chimney
 And I'm high as a bitch 'cause the Perc' in my Henny
 Two .40's on my waist, like I'm rocking some Fendi
 Bitch, I'm making shit shake like I'm doin' the shit
 And she got a fat ass, but that bitch really skinny
 And she suckin' my dick, she in love with my Jimmy John (Bitch)
 You talkin' 'bout bodies, I got me a ton (Hoe)
 How I get a nigga whacked while I'm kickin' cack
 Smokin' on a pack, and eating a honey bun
 I might just K.O, the Perc' up in my Faygo (Faygo)
 Run up on me wrong, turn his head into a bagel (A bagel)
 On the opposition block, just like a Lego (A Lego)
 I'm big homie, bitch, so you know that I got say-so, yeah
 Shotta shit, no politics
 We shoot like Stojaković
 Shotta Flow 3, get yo' ass beat
 Bitch, I'm a Grape Street
 Yeah, I'm a Crip but I'll wipe a nigga nose
 Fuck is you sayin'? (Clatt!)
 (Your ass retarded)
 (Ayy, that was so bomb that I started dancin' in this hoe)
 (Girl, that hoe so bomb, I started dancin' on my adlibs)
 

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Song Details

Duration
03:01
Key
8
Tempo
128 BPM

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