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308 Lapua Video (MV)




Performed By: DeathCoreDre
Language: English
Length: 1:48
Written by: Andre Wallace




DeathCoreDre - 308 Lapua Lyrics




If you wanna come at me
For sucking my dick in 9 in 2002
We were doth both doing blow
Go ahead be my guest Be my Guest

Gang 214 forever
Always and forever Bitch
I got money I got gas
I got everything too
Got about a million rounds
Nigga I don't cop a few
I got niggas trained to go
Tell me what you tryin do
But them niggas gone be mad
If they have to come thru
What's up bitch pull up
What's up bitch pull up
I ain't trippin I got niggas
Right there in the cut
What's up bitch pull up
What's up bitch pull up
Got this 40 on my hip
The pump in the trunk OK

Wait GANG GANG GANG
Light this f*ckin gas
That's torching f*ckin weight
I don't claim no hitters
I'm the shooter bitch
That choppa shoot that
308 Lapua bitch
Hop inside the muscle
Then I'm out just like zoom
Walkin with that hammer
In yo house just like doom
Said my gas some huff
I told her she'll be back soon
When she hit my blunt
It sent that bitch to the moon
Dre used to be nice
Nigga you don't act the same
Boxing ring the rice
How I go against the grain
Acting like you hard
Nigga we all know you ain't
Pull up on my gang
You goin make me test my aim

I got money I got gas
I got everything too
Got about a million rounds
Nigga I don't cop a few
I got niggas trained to go
Tell me what you tryin do
But them niggas gone be mad
If they have to come thru
What's up bitch pull up
What's up bitch pull up
I ain't trippin I got niggas
Right there in the cut
What's up bitch pull up
What's up bitch pull up
Got this 40 on my hip
The pump in the trunk OK
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If you wanna come at me
For sucking my dick in 9 in 2002
We were doth both doing blow
Go ahead be my guest Be my Guest

Gang 214 forever
Always and forever Bitch
I got money I got gas
I got everything too
Got about a million rounds
Nigga I don't cop a few
I got niggas trained to go
Tell me what you tryin do
But them niggas gone be mad
If they have to come thru
What's up bitch pull up
What's up bitch pull up
I ain't trippin I got niggas
Right there in the cut
What's up bitch pull up
What's up bitch pull up
Got this 40 on my hip
The pump in the trunk OK

Wait GANG GANG GANG
Light this f*ckin gas
That's torching f*ckin weight
I don't claim no hitters
I'm the shooter bitch
That choppa shoot that
308 Lapua bitch
Hop inside the muscle
Then I'm out just like zoom
Walkin with that hammer
In yo house just like doom
Said my gas some huff
I told her she'll be back soon
When she hit my blunt
It sent that bitch to the moon
Dre used to be nice
Nigga you don't act the same
Boxing ring the rice
How I go against the grain
Acting like you hard
Nigga we all know you ain't
Pull up on my gang
You goin make me test my aim

I got money I got gas
I got everything too
Got about a million rounds
Nigga I don't cop a few
I got niggas trained to go
Tell me what you tryin do
But them niggas gone be mad
If they have to come thru
What's up bitch pull up
What's up bitch pull up
I ain't trippin I got niggas
Right there in the cut
What's up bitch pull up
What's up bitch pull up
Got this 40 on my hip
The pump in the trunk OK
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Writer: Andre Wallace
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