Correction Lyrics 3 hunnid Shots*(unrealased) by King Von

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Lyrics

Grrt (baow, baow)
Von(big blrrd)
Woo, woo(Grrt)
Von, huh, what(3 hunnid Shots)
New york
Memphis
O block, N***a

Baby, I’m a legendary you ready for me or what?
I’m smoking on the marry Jaine so I can’t complain(complain)
I’m too high off the plane(Woo)
I think I’m going insane baby don’t play
I’m moving mad like the devil tryna make go insane
New york, Vibes in my DNA(uh)
She really stuck in that,bro stuck in the trap
Rise that mash jump out and attack, Bringing the vibes
I’m goin all out when I spit that track, I do it for love, not cash
Bankrupt and broke oh sh*t no way I can’t make that back
I’m in for a serious whippin
I’m in  for a serious business
Crack his head like a biscuit, Swinging and pinging and flippin'
You know you’re in for a good time if she pullin' up messy with slippers
Hold on it’s a witness, That witness there caught slippin'
Bring in the 3 hunnid Shots(Boom, boom)
3 shoota, 3 drum, 3 Hunnid shots(Grrah, grrah)
Don't come around with that lil' a** gun
If your a Crip then be a crip(no Pussies)
N***a tried to play Pop Smoke(Woo)
Pop Smoke, with a Glock 26 and came with a Drum
Pop Smoke is Crip
T-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-there hunnid Shots
With 3 hunnid Shotta's
So bring in the 3 hunnid Shots
3 shoota, 3 drums, 3 Hunnid shots
Don't come around with that lil' a** gun
If your a Crip then be a crip
N***a tried to play Pop Smoke(Woo)
Pop Smoke, with a Glock 26 and came with a Drum
Pop Smoke is Crip(yeah, yeah)
T-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-there hunnid Shots
With 3 hunnid Shotta's(huh, huh, what, what, boom-boom,)

Times get hard in the streets I couldn’t laugh(nope)
It’s 2:00 am in the morning and I’m thinking bout a bag(No cap)
Diamonds dancing like yo b*t*h she on my lap
I heard she wanted fashion so I took her down to France
And I guess you understand
Different color diamonds on my hands
I’m not about to flex, I just put' em in my pants Amiri pants
This is for the haters talking, hot up on the gram(boom-boom)
They’ve been flexing money but I like to call it chub change(grrah, grrah)
Chickens in the trap we selling combos till the sun ks(three KKK's)
B*t*hes wanna cool it with the gang they wanna wear my chain
She wanna a diamonds ring, But I can’t buy her a thing, uh(What!)
Dripping in quarntine
Trapping at 14, Jugging at 15(yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
They wanna be me, Trapping in a bnb(bnb)
Pull up to the cne, Sipping on henesssy(huh)
And please don’t be my enemy(No)
I’ll put you in a cemetery gang(grrah, grrrah, boom)
Please don’t let me see you wearing long chains(Von)
Cuz I got a long reach in my hands like I’m a ballplayer(Von)
I can see reflections on my glizzy cuz it’s Moncler(Von)
Boom, boom
Bring in the 3 hunnid Shots
3 shoota, 3 drum, 3 Hunnid shots
Don't come around with that lil' a** gun
If your a Crip then be a crip
N***a tried to play Pop Smoke(Woo)
Pop Smoke, with a Glock 26 and came with a Drum
Pop Smoke is Crip
T-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-there hunnid Shots
With 3 hunnid Shotta's(NLE Top Shotta got the bombs like a Al-Qaeda)
So bring in the 3 hunnid Shots(brrt)
3 shoota, 3 drums, 3 Hunnid shots
Don't come around with that lil' a** gun(Brrt, brrt)
If your a Crip then be a crip
N***a tried to play Pop Smoke(Woo)
Pop Smoke, with a Glock 26 and came with a Drum(uh)
Pop Smoke is Crip(yup)
T-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-there hunnid Shots(hunnid Shots)
With 3 hunnid Shotta's(like NLE Choppa)

[NLE Choppa: Verse 3]

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