Holy Ghost
Montana Of 300
6:11Any nigga that ever looked at me wrong (ha!) Hey man, go that way, B Hey man, I'm done holdin' back on you niggas Man, straight up man Y'all niggas better to go watch Montana 300 One through 14 or something man, this 15 I been ballin' Could've skipped college I'm a bad boy with that Big Poppa 12 gauge when I headshot him Bust his head open like a pinata Like Percy Miller, I've been 'bout it Come find your ass like Bin Laden I kill a clown over my guala Don't give a fuck if it was 10 dollars Don't trust niggas, don't trust bitches I know these hoes like a pimp scholar And it's MOB 'til the day I drop And these stupid thots don't get nada And these dick riders try to steal from me Gon' feel the heat when that lead pop 'em I whack a bitch and then walk away With blood on my shoes, that's red bottoms Bought a new gun with two clips I can't wait to use it And that bitch stick to my hip like I glued it I hope you do trip as soon as you do it I'll pull that bitch out K-9 unit And kiss your ass goodnight like (bang bang) that's smooches No top, that's clueless I'm ruthless, I do this I'm ballin' these hoes, yeah they all on my pool stick And you mad at your main bitch 'cause that bitch bumpin' my new shit Yeah the game foul and the ref dirty Keep the green on me like a jets jersey Tell a opposition I ain't never worried Keep the 30 on me like I'm Stephen Curry I can see you pussy like a miniskirt Keep talkin', you gon' get it first And the toughest with you gon' get it worst Now go order up about 20 shirts RIP with they face on it Had to show they ass how that semi work Yeah they got smoked April 21st The next time you see 'em gon' be in a hearse Always sayin' somethin' but ain't sprayin' nothin' When it's beef I don't wait for nothin' If I see an opp broad day in public Then I'm shootin' shit like Azae Production Got word they be out there every night I'm talkin' deeper than Barry White We gon' ride past with that iron blast And start flippin' niggas like Jessie White They catchin' bullets, he Randy Moss He Terrell Owens, he Jerry Rice And I'm fuckin' monster in a pair of Mike's And this 40 on me looks very nice I rull up like a blunt, I don't lurk, bitch I hunt Hoodie on like a monk, I'm Boyz-N-Tha-Hood with that pump This bitch got kicked like a punt, it usually sit in my trunk But for today it's ridin' shotgun since niggas like to front And if this nigga run and this niggas done I'ma soak a nigga like he in the tub These rappers actin' like Ice Cube Now tell Doughboy to come pick him up Fuck niggas, I never like 'em Got no problem with killin' one I do real hits and don't brag about it Just rap about it, I don't give a fuck I remember way back when we was broke We was cryin', momma high as hell To us she was a loving mother But to other motherfuckers she was clientele And I remember beggin' her to stop And every single night when I told her that I'ma get big and buy a bunch of guns And kill every nigga that done sold her crack It's almost 20 years later, now she finally sober But that was the shit that I prayed about I thank God I made it out Damn, it feels good to go pick up my momma and take her out Lil' Tony got paper now all in my bank account And it ain't shit to debate about If you cross me like Jesus, I'll come back with heaters Be outside your crib like we stakin' out It's really fucked up in my city I'm sorry but I'm 'bout to add to the body count I'll Rocky Paart 4 'em, I'm rushin' Show all you niggas exactly what I be 'bout My choppas, they shit on them bitches When spittin', I think that they might got a potty mouth I might come baseline like Kobe Bryant did way back in '03 and then body y'all Keep runnin' your mouth, I'ma run in your house Paramedics they gonna bring bodies out I'm sonnin' you niggas like J. Rock And word on the streets is that they done let Bobby out Be strapped at the mall, strapped at the studio Better be strapped at your momma house When Montana hoppin' out, hollow tips poppin' out I caught his ass takin' the garbage out Moment of silence, text messages sent around my city The moment they find it out Black on black everything We own black everything That's the motto when we ridin' out The ratchets stay on me, just know I was all me Whenever, if ever you saw me out Been playin' with iron since the age of nine Shoutout to my daddy, he taught me how My dad was a killer, my mom was an addict A nigga grew up in a slaughterhouse I am the one that they talk about I am so cold that you might have to thaw me out That money be callin', I won't stop ballin' Now I am up next like Jabari now See niggas was sleepin' on me But I just woke them up and they sayin' they sorry now? I'ma dough stackin', dope rappin', no lackin' Pole packing, four blasting Soul snatching, toe-tagging, cold bastard Better close your mouth or get a closed casket Show you what I'm sayin' like closed captions Put them in two, make them disappear When I spit fire, that's old magic I'll put the chopper to a nigga top And then let it fly, Go-Go Gadget Might fuck his bitch or say fuck this shit And get straight face, that's no passion I'm the illest nigga that you ever heard I'm the flyest killer that you ever seen And if a fuck nigga ever jump stupid I'ma catch a body like a trampoline Bitch I'm Freddy Kruger in a hockey mask About to kick door like karate class Ask a nigga where he hide his stash He better tell the truth like a polygraph One false move and that shotty blast Leave a nigga stiff like a body cast And we don't know nothing about nothing nigga We was out of town if somebody ask Real shit, I'm a father first My sons need me, I ain't bailin' on them Be with real niggas, doin' real shit And if I get caught, I ain't tellin' on them No tool, I ain't never going Iron Man with that metal on him Only God knows where the hell I'm goin' Make a niggas wish he was never born These niggas broke, put a price on 'em I'm super fly, put a cape on them I'm upstairs up in Adrianna's throwing cake on them While they hate on them From Chiraq, not Miami, but I'm wearing heat, like I play for them I'll come at night and put the nine to them With the long clip, DeAndre Jordan Long clip, DeAndre Jordan, long clip DeAndre Jordan I'll come at night and put the nine to them With the long clip, DeAndre Jordan