Shang Tsung Montana of 300

[Chorus]
Play wit mine fuck around and get murdered
Play wit mine fuck around and get murdered
Play around imma take his soul, whoa, ohh
Play wit mine fuck around and get murdered
Play wit mine fuck around and get murdered
Play around imma take his soul, whoa, ohh
Play wit mine fuck around and get murdered
Play wit mine fuck around and get murdered
Play around imma take his soul, whoa, ohh
Play wit mine fuck around and get murdered
Play wit mine fuck around and get murdered
Play around imma take his soul, whoa, ohh

[Verse]
When this mac swing I ain't smackin hoes
I'm packing poles, if he acting bold then I'm snatching souls
After I off him you'll get the coffin, ain't got a cold
Yeah I let my gat explode ,yeah that nigga got exposed
You don't want me in savage mode
Red light on this cannon I ain't recording
I'm walking wit it like was tryna escort it
Take off his top like its mardi gra in new Orleans
I don't fuck around I'm not having it like abortions
The Tooley isn't used to repair, so hang it up
No gun range when I shoot at them squares
Who wanna step ill take they soul like they using the stairs
Every round somebody's dropping like its musical chairs
The rules isn't fair don't play cause I'm the truth and a dare
The devils worst nightmare I had Lucifer scared
I killed yo homie ,aren't you blue like you root for the bears
Ain't shit to put you on the news, really you can get aired
Stick him in the dirt,like a shovel nigga
Police can't put it together ,I got em puzzled nigga
Don't make this ape leave you lying up in yo jungle nigga
Start killin opps watch they partners turn into humble niggas
Strap in yo fucking mouth ,like a muzzle nigga
I'm tryna make yo circle break like a huddle nigga
Soon as I hit em ,they droppin´ that's called a fumble nigga
Take em all out, royal rumble nigga