"300 Round Clip" lyrics
300 Round
300 Round
300 Round
300 Round
In the car, but they ain't ready
Listenin' to Mario and Dready
I will chop 'em in confetti
Green and red like I was Freddy
I will kill 'em when they let me off the leash
Who wanna pet me when the homie come and get me
Bring an army and Chevy
Nobody want it with the demon
Never mind, I'm undefeated
Coming to find out which I'm heated
Dumpin' it right at you, I chew off fetus
Somebody tell me where at
And I'll be back and be unbreakable
With the Mac up in the Lac
Don't call me back, I'm hella heated with the
Hundred-round clip
("Kill these niggas")
Who the fuck is the newer niggas
That people think I should know about
Couple people done fell down [?]
Look at them easy, especially
When it's easy to blow 'em out
Bullets is taking 'em on a different level
They put me up on a song with they favorite
I promise that I'ma show 'em out
When they be talking 'bout tweetin'
Let me see how they be kiddin'
'Cause killin' 'em was forbidden
Now you can come in and throw 'em up
("Hold on, why you gotta do 'em like that, man?
Why? ")
Fuck 'em and feed 'em all through the freezer
They want me up out the picture, I pull up and nigga know die
Peter Piper might pick ya and pick ya pepper
I turn 'em into a stepper, no question, I batter better
I cut off the head and tether, I'm pluckin' all day they feather
You really couldn't be deader
I put you up as a header, motherfucker
("Hold on, who is this nigga? Who is this nigga? Whohoohoo, this nigga cold! ")
300 Round
Run around sick, never trip when I come with this shit, I am the chosen
One to the head, two to the head, three to the head
So I hit 'em with
300 Round
Run around sick, never trip when I come with this shit, I am the chosen
One to the head, two to the head, three to the head
So I hit 'em with
300 Round
Run around sick, never trip when I come with this shit, I am the chosen
One to the head, two to the head, three to the head
So I hit 'em with
300 Round
("Kill these niggas")
I don't know who the fuck wanna come in and get it
But we can run 'em up
Tussle up in the pit of the mud
And fuck where they comin' from
Bendin' up right behind 'em
Just tryna find where they runnin' from
Soon I come cross it, I promise
That I'ma toss it up in the river
Nobody will find out where I be dumpin' 'em
I told you that it was a movie
They play it like Call of Duty
I'm racing to get my dues
I'ma always gon' be in front of 'em
("Whohoohoo, kill these niggas")
Ain't no mo' sittin' 'round being timid
When everybody I finish
Why the fuck would I miss 'em
I murder my competition
And people will go and listen
Like, who I gotta diminish
Tell 'em that I was waiting and
Maybe I would just beat 'em
And take 'em into the deep end
And make 'em all meet the menace
Homie's about to pass out
Nigga's about to crash out
Hurry and get to running away
If you ain't with it
("Kill these niggas")
There ain't nobody up on my level
I promise I would've heard of 'em
Tell me who is ya favorite
I'll tell ya that I will murder 'em
Puttin' 'em up on a bun with some butter
When I be servin' 'em
Don't nobody refer to 'em
I am a different demon
They see me
They get to begging and pleading
When I be burnin' 'em
Cut 'em up with Razer
I call 'em Magic Eraser
My mind is darker than Vader
So run away 'fore the murder come
300
Run around sick, never trip when I come with this shit, I am the chosen
One to the head, two to the head, three to the head
So I hit 'em with
300 Round
Run around sick, never trip when I come with this shit, I am the chosen
One to the head, two to the head, three to the head
So I hit 'em with
300 Round
Run around sick, never trip when I come with this shit, I am the chosen
One to the head, two to the head, three to the head
So I hit 'em with
300 Round
300 Round
300 Round
300 Round
In the car, but they ain't ready
Listenin' to Mario and Dready
I will chop 'em in confetti
Green and red like I was Freddy
I will kill 'em when they let me off the leash
Who wanna pet me when the homie come and get me
Bring an army and Chevy
Nobody want it with the demon
Never mind, I'm undefeated
Coming to find out which I'm heated
Dumpin' it right at you, I chew off fetus
Somebody tell me where at
And I'll be back and be unbreakable
With the Mac up in the Lac
Don't call me back, I'm hella heated with the
Hundred-round clip
("Kill these niggas")
Who the fuck is the newer niggas
That people think I should know about
Couple people done fell down [?]
Look at them easy, especially
When it's easy to blow 'em out
Bullets is taking 'em on a different level
They put me up on a song with they favorite
I promise that I'ma show 'em out
When they be talking 'bout tweetin'
Let me see how they be kiddin'
'Cause killin' 'em was forbidden
Now you can come in and throw 'em up
("Hold on, why you gotta do 'em like that, man?
Why? ")
Fuck 'em and feed 'em all through the freezer
They want me up out the picture, I pull up and nigga know die
Peter Piper might pick ya and pick ya pepper
I turn 'em into a stepper, no question, I batter better
I cut off the head and tether, I'm pluckin' all day they feather
You really couldn't be deader
I put you up as a header, motherfucker
("Hold on, who is this nigga? Who is this nigga? Whohoohoo, this nigga cold! ")
300 Round
Run around sick, never trip when I come with this shit, I am the chosen
One to the head, two to the head, three to the head
So I hit 'em with
300 Round
Run around sick, never trip when I come with this shit, I am the chosen
One to the head, two to the head, three to the head
So I hit 'em with
300 Round
Run around sick, never trip when I come with this shit, I am the chosen
One to the head, two to the head, three to the head
So I hit 'em with
300 Round
("Kill these niggas")
I don't know who the fuck wanna come in and get it
But we can run 'em up
Tussle up in the pit of the mud
And fuck where they comin' from
Bendin' up right behind 'em
Just tryna find where they runnin' from
Soon I come cross it, I promise
That I'ma toss it up in the river
Nobody will find out where I be dumpin' 'em
I told you that it was a movie
They play it like Call of Duty
I'm racing to get my dues
I'ma always gon' be in front of 'em
("Whohoohoo, kill these niggas")
Ain't no mo' sittin' 'round being timid
When everybody I finish
Why the fuck would I miss 'em
I murder my competition
And people will go and listen
Like, who I gotta diminish
Tell 'em that I was waiting and
Maybe I would just beat 'em
And take 'em into the deep end
And make 'em all meet the menace
Homie's about to pass out
Nigga's about to crash out
Hurry and get to running away
If you ain't with it
("Kill these niggas")
There ain't nobody up on my level
I promise I would've heard of 'em
Tell me who is ya favorite
I'll tell ya that I will murder 'em
Puttin' 'em up on a bun with some butter
When I be servin' 'em
Don't nobody refer to 'em
I am a different demon
They see me
They get to begging and pleading
When I be burnin' 'em
Cut 'em up with Razer
I call 'em Magic Eraser
My mind is darker than Vader
So run away 'fore the murder come
300
Run around sick, never trip when I come with this shit, I am the chosen
One to the head, two to the head, three to the head
So I hit 'em with
300 Round
Run around sick, never trip when I come with this shit, I am the chosen
One to the head, two to the head, three to the head
So I hit 'em with
300 Round
Run around sick, never trip when I come with this shit, I am the chosen
One to the head, two to the head, three to the head
So I hit 'em with
300 Round
