24 Bars (Part 3) lyrics

[Intro]
24 Bars Part 3 n*gga
Gang!

[Verse]
I'm so high off this thoink b*tch my ears pop
I switch my flow up every track b*tch I'm real hot
I'm known to gangbang and let steels pop
And b*tch I'm still in the cut with the f*cking mop
I'm sippin act, plus all my n*ggas strapped
We can get into that
No chitter chat
My n*gga Dutchie clap
No, this is not a rap
I got the gat that b*tch go "Blrt de dat, blrtt blrtt ba lat"
I'm on the Met with 40's, MACs, TECs, get clapped at
We on that, these n*ggas know that
Aye where yo ho at?
This 4 fat, this chamber blow back, it push yo fro back
Now hold that
My homie took yo strap come get yo pole back
f*ck this rap sh*t, I'll still slide with them poles jack
Shootouts back and forth we can go tit for tat
You n*ggas petty shooting 2's and playing Pitty Pat
Oh yeah you on that opp sh*t? Watch how I react
Cause gang banging sh*t talking Breezo is back, n*gga
(Bridge)
f*ck you mean n*gga?
Six O sh*t man
24 part 3 n*gga
I'm still LA gangin n*gga
Gotta lotta chains chains hanging n*gga

[Verse 2]
I'm smoking zips I'm super high
You try my clique then you will die
This 50 cal will crucify
You heard me right yeah crucify
I'm 600 let shells fly
And that's die L's and that's die Y
Free 22 and free #9
We them young savage n*ggas out the Chi
Keep a Glock 40, I don't f*ck with 9's
I don't f*ck around b*tch it's shots fired
You a f*cking snitch n*gga where's the wire?
Rotating hoes like some f*cking tires
All my n*ggas with me they be bucking irons
What's a pelican cause I'm f*cking flying
Say you getting money? You a f*cking lie
LA gang b*tch yeah the cities ours, n*gga

(Outro)
24 Bars part 3 n*gga
You know how I'm rocking n*gga
Breezo gold jewlery n*gga
Iceman sh*t n*gga
Six O sh*t baby
600 cartel sh*t baby