4.0 Intro by Maine Musik
4.0 Intro by Maine Musik

4.0 Intro

Maine Musik * Track #1 On Maine Musik 4.0

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4.0 Intro by Maine Musik

Release Date
Mon Dec 25 2017
Performed by
Maine Musik

4.0 Intro Lyrics

Maine Musik 4.0 nigga you just tell me when to go Nigga

Verse1
Maine Musik Mr I can get you cancer same hammer switch the barrel different shooters firin’ at em
I been had em where I want him dunk on em dip off the scene fast
Screetching tires bullets was found mini 14 had
Extra round left in the carbon ain’t just any artist
We don’t do no tussling or arguing we stalking your apartment
XD 40 over the fore arm hit ah moving target
Let me break it down to ross I took them days off when I was starving
I use to cock it don’t panicked when armed robberies gambling falling out with the family cause I’m made different way different raised living like tomorrow never come
Niggas want smoke but never tote they better buy a gun
Drum under the bottom of this mini A.R
Ima tote it declaring war cause I ain’t promised tomorrow
Momma know Ima star but her son gonna sleep with that choppa
I ain’t just anything I’m the streets role model
I got the brand new Glock money mr get you shot money chop the base rock money dirty shoe box money
I’m not stunting I’m not rapping I’m not capping less I’m clapping With that atuomatic at an opp in traffic
Stop the laughing cause I had some J’s I had to get
Whipped up in that rental car hope out at the politics
Glock 45 with the dick Rollie wrapped around the wrist
I hustle and got this from fee this got nothing to do with Vick
Im in the trenches where the hoes don’t keep it silence no more
Can tell your shawty what you driving no more
Mac 11 , the Calicoe , the 45, the 4 0 Jocin my brother just sent jimmy some more I’m still sliding for Zoe
Them niggas know I put my heart in the mic up with the pipe if u in front that’s a horrible sight momma forgive but your son had a horrible life and plus I still got plenty charges to fight my lawyer Turn into Mike Tyson when he in the court room with me ain’t coppin a plea fighting murder in the 2nd degree 2 seconds to reach I up and put your face on a tee mini machine go tack tack tack like London making ah beat I come from the streets ain’t obligated to do you a handout chop from chop shot for shot we can have a stand-off
Pants off my ass these balmain jeans tyrna smoke your favorite rapper with this Glock 19

Hook
Bombs over Baghdad body’s in black bags we walk up in black Mask and knock off ass and run when the cops pass bitch we get it on round here don’t come you don’t belong round here
And it go uh oh gun smoke cover the air up with them sticks ain’t got no picks ain''t nobody we spare
And it go uh oh gun smoke cover the air up with them sticks
Ain’t got no picks ain’t nobody we spare

Verse2
Wrong choices will have you shackle and can’t do what you what
I’m different from a lot of rappers cause I do what they don’t
The judge got a grudge with me I got caught with ah blunt
Some nigga rated last we heard he got shot with pump
I got this monkey on my back and I can’t shake it for nothing
City harrasing guns clapping broad day light im cluchting
Moma like leave that shit to god he telling you something
But I guess I’m a bad boy and i ain’t never meet puffy
My conscience ugly the pretty side never come out
Except my daughters gotta a daddy who be rapping and route
I know the law I plea the fifth till I get put in the box
And only god can just Maine and I got that shit from pac
Me and this Glock willing to do with who ever when ever
Bitch it wouldn’t matter you cancer when I’m slanging the metal
Better be careful don’t be sorry it’s playoff time 2 minutes left defensive foul and I’m Durant at the line
I ain’t no ordinary youngsta my mind set on some bigger shit
The fans im a lyricist who ain’t nobody fucking with
Take your pick you can die head hard on the curve
Rest In Peace to mon my lil son dead on the curve
Now i sip syrup & it be hard for me to shake back
Most night I pull flight and lord knows where ima stay at
Look I’m where the weight at my clientele long and when my block be slugs gone cause my hustle game strong
I made it through the storm without a jacket and I could of beat the patek but my homeboy ratted i tote that automatic and blamming whoever yapping you don’t know your way them bullets and and gps you a casket nigga

Outro
And it go uh oh gun smoke cover the air up with them sticks ain’t got no picks ain’t nobody we spare
And I say uh oh gun smoke cover the air up with them sticks ain’t got no pick ain’t nobody we spare

4.0 Intro Q&A

Who wrote 4.0 Intro's ?

4.0 Intro was written by Maine Musik.

When did Maine Musik release 4.0 Intro?

Maine Musik released 4.0 Intro on Mon Dec 25 2017.

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