30 MAG

30 mag out
Make em tap out
Take his ass to the
Slaughter house
30 mag out
Make em tap out
Take his ass to the
Slaughter house

Bitch I got a 30 full of hot shit
Hammer hit the shell make your mom bend
Depends on how i'm feeling when i'm smiling
You can throw the fists and get you sized up for a coffin
[?] so big we can see his spleen
Don't need to speak you pussy like some pork and
All the haters leave cause I don't got no handouts to continue [?]
See he gon bleed run out the mouth [?]

I'm all go
[?] camo with the long nose
A long rope
What you finna walk with all that [?]
A mag hold 30
I'll have yo mama singing
Her heart broke
I'm not trying to be the best
But I slaughter with this god flow

[?]
[?] until you tap out
Unless y'all keep running out
The mouth then do not back out
Know I shouldn't pull it shooting in this [?]
But he keep playing game someone show me what the back bout

30 mag out
Make em tap out
Take his ass to the
Slaughter house
30 mag out
Make em tap out
Take his ass to the
Slaughter house