paroles de chanson 3 Hunna - T.H.C (The Harlem Child)

3 hunna
World
Oh lord
Oh lord
Oh lord
Oh lord

Three hunna three hunna three hunna spartans
Beam me up scotty i pull up with martians
Abduct a opp now a opp on a carton
Talking to eve I'm the one from the garden
Huh one huh two qb and the marching
Wash you and press you and stiff from the starching
Three hunna three hunna three hunna three hunna
Three hundred clips that should handle my problems
Three hunna three hunna three hunna spartans
Beam me up scotty i pull up with martians
Abduct a opp now a opp on a carton
Talking to eve I'm the one from the garden
Huh one huh two qb and the marching
Wash you and press you and stiff from the starching
Three hunna three hunna three hunna three hunna
Three hundred clips that should handle my problems
Oh lord oh lord oh lord oh lord oh lord oh lord oh lord
Three hunna
Oh lord oh lord oh lord oh lord oh lord oh lord oh lord

Three hunna bullets three hunna clips
Three hundred niggas to come with the grips
Hope you understand it you understood it
This not a test we send shots to the fullest
Ain't no hiding out when we riding out
Ships is flying down martians climbing out
Lasers shining now lay em lie em down
Family finding out nothing to cry about
Extraterrestrial beings are celestial poison ya stereo
We territorial
Reigning to prominent gone off the chronic shit
This is that vomit shit
Plates like tectonic
I shake shit ironic bitch is bionic
My flow is harmonic
Guns is exotic get it we got it

Three hunna three hunna three hunna spartans
Beam me up scotty i pull up with martians
Abduct a opp now a opp on a carton
Talking to eve I'm the one from the garden
Huh one huh two qb and the marching
Wash you and press you and stiff from the starching
Three hunna three hunna three hunna three hunna
Three hundred clips that should handle my problems
Three hunna three hunna three hunna spartans
Beam me up scotty i pull up with martians
Abduct a opp now a opp on a carton
Talking to eve I'm the one from the garden
Huh one huh two qb and the marching
Wash you and press you and stiff from the starching
Three hunna three hunna three hunna three hunna
Three hundred clips that should handle my problems
Oh lord oh lord oh lord oh lord oh lord oh lord oh lord
Three hunna
Oh lord oh lord oh lord oh lord oh lord oh lord oh lord

Three hunna then a double 0
This is my gutter flow
He is a doube 0
That mean he gotta go
Hits just like hitler
I feel like I'm Adolph
Return to the sender
If I'm not paid off
Go off on ya set and ya bitch niggas take off
Gun and this mask I be taking ya face off
I give no fucks that I'm fighting a case off
Dirty my grip then I'm scratching the trace off
Don't you offend me if you offend me
Ya block a get spun if you think you gon spin me
Came to collect and I want every penny
Shooting these shots Thc got a jimmy
Move like the mafia move like a Guinea
I am too clever with glocks and berettas
All about cheese eat ya food for the cheddar
Addressing my message direct like a letter
Dear the decease what I wrote in the header
Mean what I say I ain't much a regretter
The world is type cold you might need you a sweater
You in a bag I would do it with pleasure
Three hundred niggas you feeling the pressure

Three hunna three hunna three hunna spartans
Beam me up scotty i pull up with martians
Abduct a opp now a opp on a carton
Talking to eve I'm the one from the garden
Huh one huh two qb and the marching
Wash you and press you and stiff from the starching
Three hunna three hunna three hunna three hunna
Three hundred clips that should handle my problems
Three hunna three hunna three hunna spartans
Beam me up scotty i pull up with martians
Abduct a opp now a opp on a carton
Talking to eve I'm the one from the garden
Huh one huh two qb and the marching
Wash you and press you and stiff from the starching
Three hunna three hunna three hunna three hunna
Three hundred clips that should handle my problems
Oh lord oh lord oh lord oh lord oh lord oh lord oh lord
Oh lord oh lord oh lord oh lord oh lord oh lord oh lord