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AntDaDon - 3 3 Lyrics



AntDaDon - 3 3 Lyrics
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Got the drop, now it's time just to get em gone
A hundred shots send em flyin', one gon' hit your dome
You playin' gangster but you snitch, your cover it been blown
F*ckin' on a opp, nigga, bitch, she like the strokes long
Three summers straight, BIG Don Records, we been goin' strong
F*ckin' on a stripper bitch, that hoe don't wanna go back home
My niggas came up grippin' sticks, we know just how to swing that chrome
You niggas ain't even hit a lick, but talkin' bout invadin' homes
What that nigga did, we ain't heard about it in the streets
Pull up with them sigs, if a f*ck nigga talkin' bout beef
I got a daughter that I love, I kill ya for ya, up on me
I feel like Larry Legend with that Glock, that bitch hold 33
What that nigga did, we ain't heard about it in the streets
Pull up with them sigs, if a f*ck nigga talkin' bout beef
I got a daughter that I love, I kill ya for ya, up on me
I feel like Larry Legend with that Glock, that bitch hold 33
The streets kinda grimy, you gotta watch your back
That boy been off them drugs, he left his location on, on the snap
The hitters been alerted, now they vacationin' at your trap
They tryna catch up to the Don, you gon' need you another lap
Get paid, young nigga, get paid
I feel like I'm Dolph, nigga, I been in a Wraith
I'm bout boss business, nigga, I don't got time to play
I'm eatin at Ruth Chris, I got this steak up on my plate
Niggas ain't gon' do what I do, cause they can't relate
Them 30 round drums hangin' out the window spray
My niggas smokin' gas, Cali Kush straight out the Bay
This shit done got too easy, now the rap game can't be saved
I'm tryna get free bands, free my brother out the cage
I put my feet up in the sand and watch these niggas ride the wave
The mission always been a go, this shit can't go no other way
How you claim to be the man when you can't even get no cake (broke boy)
What that nigga did, we ain't heard about it in the streets
Pull up with them sigs, if a f*ck nigga talkin' bout beef
I got a daughter that I love, I kill ya for ya, up on me
I feel like Larry Legend with that Glock, that bitch hold 33
What that nigga did, we ain't heard about it in the streets
Pull up with them signs, if a f*ck nigga talkin' bout beef
I got a daughter that I love, I kill ya for ya, up on me
I feel like Larry Legend with that Glock, that bitch hold 33
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Got the drop, now it's time just to get em gone
A hundred shots send em flyin', one gon' hit your dome
You playin' gangster but you snitch, your cover it been blown
F*ckin' on a opp, nigga, bitch, she like the strokes long
Three summers straight, BIG Don Records, we been goin' strong
F*ckin' on a stripper bitch, that hoe don't wanna go back home
My niggas came up grippin' sticks, we know just how to swing that chrome
You niggas ain't even hit a lick, but talkin' bout invadin' homes
What that nigga did, we ain't heard about it in the streets
Pull up with them sigs, if a f*ck nigga talkin' bout beef
I got a daughter that I love, I kill ya for ya, up on me
I feel like Larry Legend with that Glock, that bitch hold 33
What that nigga did, we ain't heard about it in the streets
Pull up with them sigs, if a f*ck nigga talkin' bout beef
I got a daughter that I love, I kill ya for ya, up on me
I feel like Larry Legend with that Glock, that bitch hold 33
The streets kinda grimy, you gotta watch your back
That boy been off them drugs, he left his location on, on the snap
The hitters been alerted, now they vacationin' at your trap
They tryna catch up to the Don, you gon' need you another lap
Get paid, young nigga, get paid
I feel like I'm Dolph, nigga, I been in a Wraith
I'm bout boss business, nigga, I don't got time to play
I'm eatin at Ruth Chris, I got this steak up on my plate
Niggas ain't gon' do what I do, cause they can't relate
Them 30 round drums hangin' out the window spray
My niggas smokin' gas, Cali Kush straight out the Bay
This shit done got too easy, now the rap game can't be saved
I'm tryna get free bands, free my brother out the cage
I put my feet up in the sand and watch these niggas ride the wave
The mission always been a go, this shit can't go no other way
How you claim to be the man when you can't even get no cake (broke boy)
What that nigga did, we ain't heard about it in the streets
Pull up with them sigs, if a f*ck nigga talkin' bout beef
I got a daughter that I love, I kill ya for ya, up on me
I feel like Larry Legend with that Glock, that bitch hold 33
What that nigga did, we ain't heard about it in the streets
Pull up with them signs, if a f*ck nigga talkin' bout beef
I got a daughter that I love, I kill ya for ya, up on me
I feel like Larry Legend with that Glock, that bitch hold 33
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Writer: Anthony Maxwell
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