Stephen Curry J-Real (Ft. Montana of 300)

[Chorus: Montana of 300]
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
30 on me like I'm Stephen Curry
30 on me like I'm Stephen Curry
Tell a opposition I ain't never worried
Keep the 30 on me like I'm Stephen Curry
30 on me like I'm Stephen Curry
30 on me like I'm Stephen Curry
Yeah the game foul and the ref dirty
Keep the 30 on me like I'm Stephen Curry

[Verse 1: J Real]
Don't come around my block nigga
Knowing damn well we don't rock wit ya
30's off in these Glocks nigga
Squeeze that bitch it don't stop nigga
I don't pop, nigga, I pop niggas
If he riding with ya, he gon die with ya
Pull up right beside niggas
And let the whole clip ride nigga
Blowing shit, I go broke in shit
Then I'm poking shit doors get kicked
223 with a 50 clip
It take two hands to even hold the bitch
Fuck niggas I can't trust them
Did once and I learned my lesson
Crossed the nigga like an intersection
Had to pick his ass like an interception
Hit his ass with that Smith & Wesson
Murder shit, I think I got a fetish
When I shoot that gun and I see that blood
Everybody dead so ain't nobody tellin'
They like there he go, yeah here I am
Not too long ago, I was in the can
Now I'm fly as Peter Pan
And these bitches wanna kick it like Jackie Chan
FGE bitch we the clan
[?] that ring ring
Your bitch blue like a pepsi can
And I'm a pimp nigga, I ain't never payin'