Montana Of 300 - No Mercy lyrics

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Montana Of 300 - No Mercy lyrics

[Verse 1: $avage] Life so full of bullsh** so my backwood full of good sh** Jump a 4 in the styrofoam cup put up with a hood b**h Drug addiction got these n***as tripping so I told my momma that I would quit It don't matter long as I got my guala, dollar bills made my world spin Blow em down like a whirlwind, pull up to his crib let his girl in Want a feature b**h its 2017 4 digits for the verse now You n***as in the crowd, I was really in the game on 4th down Sell a brick when I touchdown, cause I'm on the roll always out of town Out of bounds, I be overseas Call me Khaled when it comes to keys Couple n***as with a couple felonies, in them jams' I could never leave You don't want to see your n***as eat p**y n***a I could never be Glock 9 if a red beam Turn his head into Swiss cheese Young n***a been a cheese head Green Bay now my favorite team Guns kick like East Bay Hit em with the whole magazine If any bought a dime don't hit my line, money talk Call me Charlie Sheen Neck looking like the arctic sea And that ratchet with me name it Cardi B [Intro] Yeah, T03 [Verse 2: Talley of 300] Wooh! Snap shots put that boy on a poster Its too much, he'll be atlas i'll put weight on his shoulder Play with that green, he won't have no luck He may need a clover Reverend please, pray for his mother, she may need some closure Open a n***a chest like I operate They popped his face So whoever claimed they knew you b**h not today My shots will spray Hopscotch on your block its too hot to stay That clean sense don't mean pants, when your momma adopt a stray Yeah, so f** how you feeling b**h Know who you dealing with, yeah Cause like soccer I'm in the field and what I got it really kick, yeah Like postmen deliver sh** hundred round extending sh**, yeah And when I blow, I bet everybody get one of this Get caught in that storm if you want to Its a no smoke alarm b**h I warned you It get ugly morticians adorn you And got more from them b**hes who warned you It get crooked get, get it straight And don't make me demonstrate Cause before I go and get the cake You'll be what's on the dinner plate POP!

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