Try Me (Explicit)-Montana Of 300
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Let a ni**a try me, try me

I'm a get his whole mothaf**kin' family

And I ain't playin' with nobody

F**k around and I'm a catch a body

Ay let a ni**a try me, try me

I'ma kill his whole mothaf**kin' family

Put him on TV like the Cosbys

I'll be bustin' through ya door like here'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 niggas just to shoot 'em like the paparazzi

And I ain't sparin' nobody

I'll pop up at his wake and kill his f**kin' auntie

Keep that 40 right beside me its like we Siamese

I stay ready 2/4/7 tell 'em come and find me

Kill you then go kill a beat that's a double homi

I'm Lebron with the heat Jordan in the 90's

I'm the f**kin' greatest, Ali

Tyson mixed with Floyd that's why they wanna sign me

Snap my fingers b**ches on me it's like I'm Fonzie

Need a b**ch 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 ni**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 ni**a still strapped still reppin' dirty or nothin' man

I been sonning you niggas, I feel like I'm Mr. Drummond

Packin' heat just like an oven you niggas know how I'm comin'

Got that 30 and this 40 Nick Cannon how I be drummin'

I put niggas underground I feel like Harriet Tubman

Hope them angels watchin' over you and you real good at duckin'

Once I up that b**ch

I'm bussin' my ni**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**ch on my woody so niggas know that I'm buzzin'

Puttin' dick up in your women she feel it all in her stomach

While you working 9 to 5s I'm piping her like I'm plumbin'

Talkin' sh*t 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**kin' 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 ni**a to ever come out a set of speakers

Everytime I drop a remix these rappers freeze up

B**ch I gotta feed my sons I won't ever ease up

Got a b**ch that got a friend say she wanna team up

Shawty always call me when she want that p**sy beat up

A** fatter than Serenas you shoulda seen her

Put that b**ch 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**k her slow and then 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 glass cleaner

Cook a ni**a slide him in a box like a pizza

P**sy, catch a body then catch amnesia

Ain't no talkin' to the refs get your a** T'd up

Ay let a ni**a try me, try me

I'm a kill his whole mothaf**kin' family

I swear to god I ain't playin' with no body

Ask about me and my niggas b**ch we got them bodies

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