I'm bout to f*ck on your bitch cause she f*ck with the kid
Didn't take a pill and she still on the dick
Foos could line up if they still wanna trip
Since a younging always rid with the stick
That's how I get down if they trip we won't miss
30 rounds sticks mixed with halo tips
Aim for the head we don't aim for your chest
And Do your research all my homies active
Crazy in the head put in work in broad day
And F*ck what your thinking cause we do it our way
I'll leave you side ways
Gun to your chest now listen what I say
Look me in the eyes f*ck up I'll blow your brains
They tried to keep me tained
God keep blessing me he hearing what I pray
They gotta free my brother still locked up in a cage
Through him in the hole he ain't listen what they say
I'm bout to f*ck on your bitch cause she f*ck with the kid
Didn't take a pill and she still on the dick
Foos could line up if they still wanna trip
Since a younging always rid w the stick
That's how I get down if they trip we won't miss
30 rounds sticks mixed with halo tips
Aim for the head we don't aim for your chest
And Do your research all my homies active
I'm with the gang getting money yeah that's pronto
Said he want smoke with me yeah I thought so
This choppa get to kickin I ain't talkin semi auto
Fully auto matic get to busting at your car door
Yeah wanna Millie and yeah I want a bussdown
But I really can't wait till the day my brother touch down
Still behind them gates broad day he don't play round
Really with the functions give a f*ck if you stay round
F*ck about your feelings
F*ck if you feel us
Real nigga circle
F*ck around and go missin
All my homies trippin
All my homies dipping
Got the wrong hat you gon meet the Smith and Weston
I'm bout to f*ck on your bitch cause she f*ck with the kid
Didn't take a pill and she still on the dick
Foos could line up if they still wanna trip
Since a younging always rid w the stick
That's how I get down if they trip we won't miss
30 rounds sticks mixed with halo tips
Aim for the head we don't aim for your chest
And Do your research all my homies active
JesterDaFool - 30 Rounds Lyrics
JesterDaFool - 30 Rounds Lyrics
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I'm bout to f*ck on your bitch cause she f*ck with the kid
Didn't take a pill and she still on the dick
Foos could line up if they still wanna trip
Since a younging always rid with the stick
That's how I get down if they trip we won't miss
30 rounds sticks mixed with halo tips
Aim for the head we don't aim for your chest
And Do your research all my homies active
Crazy in the head put in work in broad day
And F*ck what your thinking cause we do it our way
I'll leave you side ways
Gun to your chest now listen what I say
Look me in the eyes f*ck up I'll blow your brains
They tried to keep me tained
God keep blessing me he hearing what I pray
They gotta free my brother still locked up in a cage
Through him in the hole he ain't listen what they say
I'm bout to f*ck on your bitch cause she f*ck with the kid
Didn't take a pill and she still on the dick
Foos could line up if they still wanna trip
Since a younging always rid w the stick
That's how I get down if they trip we won't miss
30 rounds sticks mixed with halo tips
Aim for the head we don't aim for your chest
And Do your research all my homies active
I'm with the gang getting money yeah that's pronto
Said he want smoke with me yeah I thought so
This choppa get to kickin I ain't talkin semi auto
Fully auto matic get to busting at your car door
Yeah wanna Millie and yeah I want a bussdown
But I really can't wait till the day my brother touch down
Still behind them gates broad day he don't play round
Really with the functions give a f*ck if you stay round
F*ck about your feelings
F*ck if you feel us
Real nigga circle
F*ck around and go missin
All my homies trippin
All my homies dipping
Got the wrong hat you gon meet the Smith and Weston
I'm bout to f*ck on your bitch cause she f*ck with the kid
Didn't take a pill and she still on the dick
Foos could line up if they still wanna trip
Since a younging always rid w the stick
That's how I get down if they trip we won't miss
30 rounds sticks mixed with halo tips
Aim for the head we don't aim for your chest
And Do your research all my homies active
Didn't take a pill and she still on the dick
Foos could line up if they still wanna trip
Since a younging always rid with the stick
That's how I get down if they trip we won't miss
30 rounds sticks mixed with halo tips
Aim for the head we don't aim for your chest
And Do your research all my homies active
Crazy in the head put in work in broad day
And F*ck what your thinking cause we do it our way
I'll leave you side ways
Gun to your chest now listen what I say
Look me in the eyes f*ck up I'll blow your brains
They tried to keep me tained
God keep blessing me he hearing what I pray
They gotta free my brother still locked up in a cage
Through him in the hole he ain't listen what they say
I'm bout to f*ck on your bitch cause she f*ck with the kid
Didn't take a pill and she still on the dick
Foos could line up if they still wanna trip
Since a younging always rid w the stick
That's how I get down if they trip we won't miss
30 rounds sticks mixed with halo tips
Aim for the head we don't aim for your chest
And Do your research all my homies active
I'm with the gang getting money yeah that's pronto
Said he want smoke with me yeah I thought so
This choppa get to kickin I ain't talkin semi auto
Fully auto matic get to busting at your car door
Yeah wanna Millie and yeah I want a bussdown
But I really can't wait till the day my brother touch down
Still behind them gates broad day he don't play round
Really with the functions give a f*ck if you stay round
F*ck about your feelings
F*ck if you feel us
Real nigga circle
F*ck around and go missin
All my homies trippin
All my homies dipping
Got the wrong hat you gon meet the Smith and Weston
I'm bout to f*ck on your bitch cause she f*ck with the kid
Didn't take a pill and she still on the dick
Foos could line up if they still wanna trip
Since a younging always rid w the stick
That's how I get down if they trip we won't miss
30 rounds sticks mixed with halo tips
Aim for the head we don't aim for your chest
And Do your research all my homies active
Writer: John Vasquez
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid