Hunnid Sum Shots lyrics

by

Glokk40Spaz


[Intro: Glokk40Spaz]
Gang, rrah (Baby Life)
I'm talm 'bout the hunnid bands (Talm 'bout the hunnid bands)
I'm talm 'bout the hunnid bands (Yeah, hunnid bands, hunnid up)
Hunnid bands jugg when we slide, I'm talm 'bout the hunnid bands (Hunnid on shooters)
I'm talm 'bout the hunnid, rrah, gang, rrah (Huh, huh)

[Chorus: Glokk40spaz]
I'm talm 'bout hunnid bands (Rrah), hunnid band jugg when we slide (Skrrt)
It's a hundred round drum on the bottom of the .9 (Gang)
And they feel some type of way when I'm screamin' "Die why" (On God)
And some n*gga got popped 'cause they tried the wrong side
It's a hunnid 'some shots, how the f*ck he gon' hide? (Fah, fah, fah)
How you pull up to the block but you don't got no fire?
This that etiquette designer but a n*gga got no tie, gang (On gang)
I'm talm 'bout hunnid bands (Fah, fah), hunnid band jugg whеn we slide (Skrrt)
It's a hundred round drum on thе bottom of the .9 (Gang, gang)
And they feel some type of way when I'm screamin' "Die why" (Die why)
And some n*gga got popped 'cause they tried the wrong side (Wrong side)
It's a hunnid 'some shots, how the f*ck he gon' hide?
How you pull up to the block but you don't got no fire?
This that etiquette designer but a n*gga got no tie (No tie)

[Verse: Fluhkunxhkos]
They say don’t question God, but I keep asking "Why?" (Why?)
Why you had to take my young n*gga life? (For real)
Nineteen years old and he been having stripes (Stripes)
Never lacking and he kept him a pipe (On gang)
We gon' slide and hop out, broad day or late night (b*tch)
Give a f*ck if it's up, I ain't takin' sh*t light (On gang)
Pull up with that stick, I ain't got time to fight (At all)
[?] them crackers tryna' take his life (Free my n*gga [?])
I'm gon' slide with my n*gga if he wrong or he right
For all of them long days and cold nights (Ayy)
Posted up in the hallway (Frontstreet), robbin' n*ggas all day (On gang)
It ain't bout no money, get the f*ck out my way (b*tch)
When we here, posted with them Glocks and them dracs' (Sticks)
Talkin' brazy, get you shot in your face (That way)
Better watch how you movin', it could be your last day (For real)
[Bridge: Glokk40spaz & Fluhkunxhkos]
Yeah, band gang, f*ck n*gga (Rrah)
[?], slime (Solid gang)
[?], free the gang, free the Glokk (4CH)
Hey, huh [?], rich slime sh*t
[?], on gang

[Chorus: Glokk40spaz]
I'm talm 'bout hunnid bands (Rrah), hunnid band jugg when we slide (Skrrt)
It's a hundred round drum on the bottom of the .9 (.9)
And they feel some type of way when I'm screamin' "Die why" (Die why)
And some n*gga got popped 'cause they tried the wrong side (Rrah, rrah)
It's a hunnid 'some shots, how the f*ck he gon' hide? (Fah, fah, fah)
How you pull up to the block but you don't got no fire? (No fire)
This that etiquette designer but a n*gga got no tie (No tie), huh
I'm talm 'bout hunnid bands (Gang), hunnid band jugg when we slide (On gang)
It's a hundred round drum on the bottom of the .9 (.9)
And they feel some type of way when I'm screamin' "Die why" (Die why)
And some n*gga got popped 'cause they tried the wrong side (Rrah, rrah)
It's a hunnid 'some shots, how the f*ck he gon' hide? (Fah, fah, fah)
How you pull up to the block but you don't got no fire? (No fire)
This that etiquette designer but a n*gga got no tie (On gang)

[Outro: Glokk40spaz]
I'm talm 'bout the hunnid bands
Hunnid young n*ggas, hoppin' out that cut
I'm talm 'bout the hunnid bands, young n*gga sh*t
(f*ck you talk 'bout)
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