Opp Shit

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Gang full of shooters, we'll pop shit
 Body bag any nigga on that opp shit
 Soft dub on the piece, you can't cop this
 Pillow talking', please stop with all that cop shit
 All that cuffing', please stop with all that cop shit
 Every city that I hit you know I'm locked in
 Thirty round, had to throw away the stock clip
 Dive in this funk headfirst, leave you topless
 Feel like Slick Rick, all these chains on
 I don't leave the house without my chains on
 Saving hoes, might as well put a cape on
 Nigga want funk, I ain't tripping' nigga, game on
 All this speaking on the gang getting' off the chain
 I'm tryna drop a body while y'all dropping' names
 All these niggas say they sliding' but they really ain't
 Hard body, ain't no bitch in my DNA
 Better ask around, I'm the nigga in these streets
 Big body sliding', yeah I'm really in these streets
 Gang gang, bitch, really throwing' up them B's
 Red Louis belt and it came with supreme
 Slide off the scope then we throw away the piece
 If the price right, Drippa throw away the P
 Glock with a pole, tryna blow away a geek
 Clip so long, this bitch hanging on my jeans
 Tryna funk for a name, y'all some clout chasers
 O.T, I hear niggas round my town hating
 All this shit goin' numb, got my town crazy
 Give a fuck about my ex, that bitch downgraded
 Niggas goin' broke tryna keep up
 Knee deep, I could never give these streets up
 Diamonds dancing', I'll never have my piece tucked
 Million dollar nigga, broke bitch ain't worth three bucks
 Whole lotta gang shit every time you see us
 Wanna fuck with gang but you niggas wanna be us
 Slide down your block with that chop, beat your street up
 Y'all ain't even on my level, nigga beast up
 Put a sucker in the ground, I'd love to
 Hit it from the back, I'd love to
 One night and nah, baby, I can't cuff you
 If you fuckin' with a snitch, I can't trust you
 If T.O said fuck you, then it's fuck you, bitch
 DaBoii said fuck you, then it's fuck you, bitch
 If G said fuck you, then it's fuck you
 No Nick Cannon, I'll show you what these drums do
 Never sneak diss, never tease shit
 If it's funk, I'ma leave it on some street shit
 Came in this world broke, I'ma leave rich
 Ninety-one up in the tank, this ain't no V6
 Bands in my pants when I step in
 Bitch, I wouldn't shake your hand with my left hand
 A nigga reach for this chain, I'ma stretch him
 I'll hit your ass with this TEC like I'm reffing', bitch
 I'm that nigga, no question
 I'm that nigga with them diamonds that be dancing
 Ah, young nigga on his bag shit
 SOB, I'm that nigga talkin' cash shit, bitch
 I'm that nigga, no question
 I'm that nigga with them diamonds that be dancing
 Ah, young nigga on his bag shit
 Slimmy B, I'm that nigga talkin' cash shit, bitch
 

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Duration
02:56
Tempo
98 BPM

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