Letras
(LThugga track)
It's about gettin' this fuckin' money
Stop goin' out to the fuckin' club and shit in the city so much
And start killin' these bitch-ass niggas
(300)
It ain't nothin' but that bullshit on shorty brain
Don't think that shorty playin', look how shorty came
You see that 30 clip up off that .40 hang
Shorty let that .40 bang, let that .40 bang
It ain't nothin' but that bullshit on shorty brain
Don't think that shorty playin', look how shorty came
You see that 30 clip up off that .40 hang
Shorty let that .40 bang, let that .40 bang
Niggas think that it's a game, let that .40 bang (bang)
Let 'em know that you ain't playin', let that .40 bang (bang)
Put that thang up to his brains, let that .40 bang (bang)
Now everybody in the city sayin' shorty name (bang, bang)
Gettin' scared every time that they see shorty out
Hopin' he don't pull that motherfuckin' .40 out
'Cause they know he don't give a fuck, they know that shorty wild
Only two words that he know (what's that?) That's .40 cal
30 clip extended (uh), if he feel offended (uh)
Shorty squeezin' that trigger, 'til that motherfucker empty
That's just how he do it (yeah), he know what he doin' (yeah)
Once he off that .40, ain't no talkin' bitch he shootin' (bang)
Tear drops all in his face and in his trigger fingers (bang)
All he need is his .40 and his trigger fingers (bang, bang)
Fuck a fuck nigga and fuck what that nigga thinkin'
Come to his spot and air him out, leave that nigga stinkin' (bang)
It ain't nothin' but that bullshit on shorty brain
Don't think that shorty playin', look how shorty came
You see that 30 clip up off that .40 hang
Shorty let that .40 bang, let that .40 bang
It ain't nothin' but that bullshit on shorty brain
Don't think that shorty playin', look how shorty came
You see that 30 clip up off that .40 hang
Shorty let that .40 bang, let that .40 bang
He tatted up like Tunechi (yeah), stay up in some Gucci (yeah)
Prolly in a Blackwing, he hop up out that hooptee (uh)
Then he get excited, cause you niggas look like groupies
All you niggas pussy, watch that .40 cal eat coochie (bang)
Where shorty from my nigga every day is doomsday
So he stay with that .40 like they roommates
Hit up the block and let that motherfuckin' tool spray (bang, bang)
And leave all you niggas lyin', April fool's day
He be on that killa shit, shorty far from innocent
You know what the business is, one of yo' niggas been a vic' (bang)
Right now you fuckin' with a nigga that don't give a fuck (bang)
Ain't talkin' phone numbers when I say shorty hit 'em up (bang, bang)
It's 300, you already know what they're about (bang)
Two steps, find out his whereabouts and air him out (bang, bang)
Now he flexin' on you niggas on a spot tonight
Try to reach for shorty chain, watch my .40 bang (bang)
It ain't nothin' but that bullshit on shorty brain
Don't think that shorty playin', look how shorty came
You see that 30 clip up off that .40 hang
Shorty let that .40 bang, let that .40 bang
It ain't nothin' but that bullshit on shorty brain
Don't think that shorty playin', look how shorty came
You see that 30 clip up off that .40 hang
Shorty let that .40 bang, let that .40 bang
If them niggas want beef, let that .40 bang
If them niggas think it's sweet, let that .40 bang
Ain't gotta meet me in the streets to let that .40 bang
I'll bring that shit to where you sleep, let that .40 bang (bang!)