Montana Of 300 - Try Me (Remix) lyrics

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Montana Of 300 - Try Me (Remix) lyrics

[Hook x2 - Dej Loaf] Let a n***a try me, try me I'm a get his whole mothaf**in' family And I ain't playin' with nobody f** around and I'm a catch a body [Verse 1] Ay let a n***a try me, try me I'm a k** his whole mothaf**in' family Put him on TV like the Cosbys I'll be bustin' through ya door like it's Johnny Got the shotty in my pants walkin' like a zombie Black gloves, black mask when I'm doin' grimey Everybody gettin' headshots like an I.D Follow n***as just to shoot 'em like the paparazzi And I ain't spairin' nobody I'll pop up at his wake and k** his f**in' auntie Keep that 40 right beside me like we Siamese I stay ready 24/7 tell 'em come and find me k** you then go k** a beat that's a double homi I'm Lebron with the heat Jordan in the 90's I'm the f**in' greatest, Ali Tyson mixed with Floyd that's why the wanna sign me Snap my fingers b**hes on me it's like I'm Fonzie Need a b**h that's 'bout her money like Bonny I got shooters right beside me and more behind me My two chains iceberg but you ain't gon' rob me Make a gangsta lean pop him like a molly We gon' leave him with the show, money and a body Shout out my n***a G-boy shout out to Dondi Broski high as palm trees lookin' Chinese Shout out to my fans I promise to keep it comin' Same n***a still strapped still reppin' dirty or nothin' man I been sonning you n***as, I feel like I'm Mr. Drummond Packin' heat just like an oven you n***as know how I'm comin' Got that 30 and this 40 Nick Cannon how I be drummin' I put n***as underground I feel like Harriet Tubman Hope them angels watchin' over you and you real good at duckin' Once I up that b**h I'm bussin' my n***a ain't no discussion 40 bang 'em in the head boy that ain't no concussion Keep that nina in the club I told Keisha to sneak the gun in Get to fussin' and my girl gon' smoke him like David Ruffin and Got you main b**h on my woody so n***as know that I'm buzzin' Puttin' dick up in your women she feel it all in her stomach While working 9 to 5s I'm piping her like I'm plumbin' Talkin' sh** ridin' clean sumthin' like a preacher Black tints super keyed up with my heater Steppin' out fresh as hell everyday it's Easter Tell them haters move around like they f**in' lease up High school gettin' head from my student teacher Big shout out to Tina she was an eater Boy there's level to this monster I feel like Frieza Illest n***a to ever come out a set of speakers Everytime I drop a remix the rappers freeze up b**h I gotta feed my sons I won't ever ease up Got a b**h that got a friend say she wanna team up Shawty always call me when she want that p**y beat up Ass fatter than Serena you shoulda seen her Put that b**h up on the wall y'all Mona Lisa Then I laid her on her back while I had her feet up She like when I f** her slow and when I speed up All my haters in the bleachers get your cheese up If you really doin' you then what you watching me for Homie you don't wanna smoke you don't want no beef bruh Slide on money like a Visa and get to squeezin' Only aimin' at your windows gla** cleaner Cook a n***a slide him in a box like a pizza p**y, catch a body then catch amnesia Ain't no talkin' to the refs get your a** T'd up [Hook - Dej Loaf] [Bridge x2 - Montana of 300] Ay let a n***a try me, try me I'm a k** his whole mothaf**in' family I swear to god I ain't playin' with no body Ask about me and my n***as b**h we got them bodies

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